The act of makin' love is
Pink cookies in a plastic bag
Gettin' crushed by buildings
Pink cookies in a plastic bag
Gettin' crushed by buildings
I'll take 30 electric chairs and put 'em in a classroom
30 MC's and set 'em free from their doom
Just like a tomahawk cuts through the wind
When we begin the wheel of fortune it spins
Holdin' the rhythm like elastic, moldin' your whole body like plastic
So why try to deny what ya already know ya love up above
'Cause the mania, hysteria in the streets
While ya lovers gettin' merrier in the sheets
I met this lady named Sweet Young Thing and
She gave me that feelin' that sunshine bring in
Holdable, sport able totally affordable
Silky smooth voice was real audible
I said, "Your cool as ice cub a" she said, "Your that public enemy
I seen on the tuba" naw I'm like your uncle baby
The style of your beautiful face drives me crazy
Well can we do ya so heavy ah D?
She said, "You tried to play me like Big Daddy"
I said, "I know your tribe, I called them requested
For you to be manifested"
She said, "You know the same gang and my flava unit too?"
I said, "You only knew the certain things I wanna do, to you?"
Rub ya down with warm ice T, make ya feel bran nubien instantly
Boogie down and check this production gimme them lips
They look good for suction, she said, "Sweet tease
Cool with a little almond joy on the side just doin' the fly"
You like pound cake, comin' to my house turn on the lights
And see me on the couch
I said, "Do the jingle and your from around the way
I like your earrings L's but anyway"
Your grand daddy is here to spread cheer
Somethin' nice and smooth with my toung in your ear
Give me a snack some salt and pepper on a burger
Ice cube T or if you prefer the taste of honey kid ride in my Capri
And that's the joint they got the real clear CD in
She said, "Stars couldn't get me in a car
I don't know what type of man ya are"
You might know karate do me and get away
I got a glimpse of your license plate N W A
Pink cookies in a plastic bag
Gettin' crushed by buildings
Pink cookies in a plastic bag
Gettin' crushed by buildings
Pink cookies in a plastic bag
Gettin' crushed by buildings
Pink cookies in a plastic bag
Gettin' crushed by buildings
She was chubby and ready to rock and naughty by nature and
Part of my private stock and ridin' in the relax frame of mind and
Hammer timin' incredible, so edible and unforgettable
Soft like a Q tip I'd love to get with you
'Cause I'm the type of guy that got props do
Feel it in mo and more, when I get ready for a showcase
Put together well I go deep and have an oil well show and tell
I said, "Yo-yo you're so intelligent and elegant"
I, I never run to be D with another MC, I got what I want
Right in front of me, I know a kid named K, he's a M.D.
Last time I heard yo, was gettin' real friendly
Belly to belly and chest to chest, thigh by thigh
Leg by leg and I guess ain't no way to get ya out
Your so caught up S E X U A L sort of a freaky situation
With a peppermint twist Ricky or Mike is next on the list
Nastified and all-funkified, come on, come on, come on ride
Can you hear? Never fear whatcha hear, what ya hear is it clear?
Understand and love ya big dear and I will appear my dear
With a beer and bags full of cheer the water bed, yeah
'Cause I rumble and groan she said, "You got to be bad to
Make the moanie moan" ain't no reason to front
On the way your life shown, how I'm jumpin' your bones
Like a grand master in a flash, put out your cigarette
And rest your tired ash all I wanna do is make woopie
Your my pink cookie not a wookie when you take it off
I'd love a lookie 'cause I'm a mix it up toss style
Peace out you got the sexual profile
Pink cookies in a plastic bag
Gettin' crushed by buildings
Pink cookies in a plastic bag
Gettin' crushed by buildings
Pink cookies in a plastic bag
Gettin' crushed by buildings, buildings