6:30 come, i waiting on the floor Waitin for me mary, no mary tyler moore I love her, she love no one else I say i could be your master, you could serve yourself I do this thing i do, i run inside your brain I know you can't feel it cuz you feel no the pain I say a 1 a 1 2 3 Diggity doo come and watch Ohhhhh na na naaaa Feels good, when it should Ohhhhh na na naaa (another junkie in the neighborhood) One lost soul driftin out to sea But if ya got vanilla stylee (bo bo) It feels good, thats understood But dont forget No love for pepper posse and i'll make that bet
That you ain't got no style, ain't got no reggae And there are words that i just dont say Take a pick, youve got a selection But if you want some of this protection Ohhhhh na na naaaa Feels good, when it should Sit back it takes a while Listen, there are stories tales and lies Some attract rumors, some attract lies Got this coffee, so bring me your cup One more pot so we can stay up Understand, that there must be more in this band You think you could, well i know i can So watcha want, paper or plastic Take all you need cuz we're sick of that sh**