Madlib - 69 Chevelle lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Shout outs to Madlib It's Jake Ellz What up, look [Verse 1] I wasn't expected to put on like this in the first place So worst case scenario, Ellz end up in first place Third race tape, checkered flag at the drive though Double cheese on my burger with cheese on my fries too Mango bape on me cause orange is the new black Mob b**hes surround my table, no halo my homies lay low Pay off for time done, time off, time to rethink things Vinyls of the Bee Gees, peace treaties with weed leaves, see Scratch with hatchets like my jockey packin' cleavers f** boys dependent on the p**y, leavin' it to beaver Claimed deceiver, lord of the ringers Popped a token and played some blue gra** Too bad that lap dance wasn't any cheaper [Interlude] God damn, yo (god damn) Yo I spent two hundred dollars at the strip club in one weekend cuz It was crazy, but I can't complain when I, when I, uh [Verse 2] Race a 69 Chevelle through the reservoir No bars hold, what the f** i need a metaphor? Explore my situation, you must be playin' My patience is runnin' thinner Rookie Bruce Willies, k**in' beginners Do it throughout the winter, spittin' bundles of splinters Kindlin' for the fire, skydive inside of your sister Kiss her neck before she return it directly after the dutch Pink bunny, white rabbit cause I smoke too much Special herbs and Quasimoto my dolo positive package Compete with this pistol pete and you best to reserve your rations American beauty pageant cause a midlife crisis Milf claimin' they into youngins but only for tonight, sh** I could do you right miss, just turn off the lights quick Eat outta your p**y, no need for a fork and knife Shift your body to the edge of the bed, I could throw it backwards Get a view of that pretty behind while puffin' the Backwood [Outro] You know it's that good I'm winkin' at you through the microphone baby, I see you out here God damn