Common - Puppy Chow Lyrics
This is a u-a rhyme, dedicate to the ca-nineTch-a-ch-tchk, cmere boy, I said its play-timeIts time to play with the mind of a slimmieI dont wanna be a freak, but its the dog in meI dont pretend to be the open door roses typeI open the door for myself, and I close it rightIn your face, now you wanna taste my food, what?You got your own food, get a attitudeYou get left, call the ref if you think its foulI aint tryin to hear that, so have a coke and a smileCause after awhile, ima wanna get buckwildAnd now months laters, ima say it aint my childIm sterile girl, we aint never did nothinCause only you and I know that the common sense is bluffinLittle miss muffett, thats how the ball bouncesSorry you gotta bounce the ball eight pounds and two ouncesThats how Im livin, just like a rottweilerWhen I was a shorty, I was a lot wilderBut then I got milder, and settled down with a haremAnd when I cant bear em, I share emYou see its like no, pass it off, pass pass the pussI aint a nerd, but weve got bushSo cut the bush brat, and lets move it like a u-haulForget the grindin shit, I aint tryin to get the blueballBrrrrrrrrap bump me child, Im speakin upon the nitty grittyIm a dog -- here kitty kitty..Zippidy-doo-dah, a zippidy-zippidy-dayUnzip your zipper baby, and come my wayIm jack the ripper, na-nah not jack tripperCause three is not company when your other two friends are thickerSo come one friend, come two friend, come allUnited we stand, divide your legs so I can fallIn your bowl of cherries, kerrie is so veryThick thicker than the dick tom and harryTom and jerry (what? ) a woody woodpeckerYou need body work, I work that body, Im a bodywreckerIntersector, Im the nectar plus the plumI manage to take advantage, cause some of these hoes are so dumbIf you got some, just an eensy bit of gameThen its safe to say its that bet you can get a dameI shoot, aim the same game, yo obedientallyTell em that I get the drawers come off immediatelyHere comes a nut slut, and we can do the beat street strutAnd be that Im a mutt -- so what?No but ifs or maybe baby, look whos talkin toIts true when Im drunk I might bone anything thats walkinDown the street, watchin ladiesNobodys watchin you, because you got a babyI aint tryin to be a stepfather so I dont botherWord to mommy dearest, I look fartherDown the road, to a road not takenIm tired of all these same *****es, I need to take careA new flower, so joe can take a showerAnd get wet, and then jetLike ahhhh, seven-forty-sevenI tell the girls my number 7-7-7-ninety-three-elevenThen Im steppin, so when they call me, youll hearIs common there? uh-uh, sorryYou got the wrong number, if you wonder Im the lumberjackChoppin down the cherry tree and never comin backIts like that and itll be like thatBecause a dog is a womans best friend black
