John Sparkz - Eggs on the Third Floor lyrics

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John Sparkz - Eggs on the Third Floor lyrics

[Verse 1] You said that I was worthless Sure enough the toxins came up to the surface I'll take your oxygen I'm perfect Better bring your iron to the skirmish Step on heads of serpents, smoke detergent Robert Downey Jr., rotate image Old money in the bag look like sauteed spinach b**h Manicurin' like a China, spin out the beamer at the arena b**hes spot me like a cheetah Wild life, wild nights with your wife (twice, dyke) Now who the one that be turnin' the wheel in the old Deville Step in the field, s**as know I'm real Long sword down the leg so I stand still Red beard so I resemble Jim the Anvil Neidhart, ride dirty in the five sharp Hand sk**s, Jean Claude, fine art Put my head right through the Monet, ole All the d** I smoke, my lungs are probably coal gray Ice on the Rolly, dykes on the pole play Gravitatin' towards the money cause it brings me joy Only thing next to my baby girl and baby boy Drop Mercedes toy With your moms bu*t naked cookin' eggs like Ving Rhames in Baby Boy You know the outcome, you ain't about none Smoke 'til my mouth numb Hold the chopsticks at the top you know I'm upper cla** Grab the sizzle beef with my teeth Hop in the vehicle, lit the keef Back in the streets, it's me [Verse 2] Yo this is Bam Bam and I'm representin' Flushing Smokin' blueberry like a muffin Yo I'm the one your lady lovin' Just tell that b**h I need a scrubbin' And don't forget the chicken in the oven Never burn a dinner, spend cake on cheese Red mirror lenses in the gray Oakleys Flip out the plane with a cape on skis Girl I really love it when you're dancin' on me Dancin' on me, dancin' dancin' on me No time flat I'm gonna be on TV With a big batty gal, skin tropical I'm doin' all the things you never seen possible Blow the smoke out, the BBS's poke out Daddy did the three-piece and mommy brought the cloak out Nowadays you can catch me out in So Cal Spendin' five stacks in a week in the grow house Now I'm highed up, makin' popcorn Flip the bag this side up Then sit back on the couch And let me put my penis in your mouth Cause girl I really want some head tonight