Peachfuzz

Oh pete nice

I'm smoother than him

Man I mean

He wears suits and all

You know no disrespect

Yeah right

Just a thought

Heavy d yo

The girls they love me

They love me

I just know it

Yea positive k

He's dip dip divin

Yeah right

Yeah ll

Yo he might keep the girls

But yo

I'm the man

I'm the man

As a matter of fact

Yo

See they laughin at me man

I'm the man

Yo

That ain't right

Yo

Well anyway

By the hairs of my chinny chin chin

Gots many plus plenty

String by string

I think I counts like twenty

If you loan me a ear

I'll return it with interest

If not

I'll simply twist the wrist

So listen up closely

With thoughts to recoup me

Cause I hope to gross like ten cent per groupie

Now only if I had two g's per strand

Ask my anchor banker

He understands

I used to wrap my hand around a cold gold can

Someone once said health is wealth

So check self

I gots a perfect check up

'Cept for a hiccup

Roll with no stick up

How can I keep the goya nectars on my shelf

Oh boya how I searched for an employer

But before zeale huckleberry film was in tom sawyer

Now use your imagination

Just a smidgen

If I was a bird I'd be a pigeon

Succumb one to crumbs and pizza crust

When every fella can

Eat fresh fish and live fat like pelican

Then again

That's only if your capable for freckles

Or blue eyes

I settle for heckle n' jeckle

While I chuckle at my man with the cellular phone

The only phone I own's a funky xylophone's tone

Ain't no joint in

Annoyin high pitched ringin

We do the tap twist and twitch bringin

Through soul and this cordless thingamajig

Sure as onyx's clippers etch a clue to your wig

We'll do the gig so make your mind

The pipe

The bowl or us fiddlers

Don't riddle us

I'll even ride a bus to the coast if clear

For okay pay

I'll say

Now all this runnin round's kickin me right in the rear

And still I'm judged by the hairs on my chinny chin chin

And I'm able to hit a skin

Just like my man puba maxwell

So I'm smooth

Yeah

Candy get the job done but yo

I take care of business

By the hairs of my chinny chin chin

Six black hairs

String by string

I think I counts five pairs

That's a little

But still

Can I get a thumbs up

At least for the peachfuzz that sums up

A tidbit

Yeah that's it

But who gives a sugar

Honey iced tea besides me

For if

I ever riff

Yet and still

Windmills

So I take time just to kill

I say cute is for a bear

Teddy bear like teddy ruxpin

Would I be handsome if I pimped in a tux then

Smoked a cigar with some black chinese shoes then

Picked up some friends in my benz and start cruisin

Huh

That's a dream that I ain't even livin

If that makes a man

Surely I'll recommend

I'll stay a toy boy eatin butterfingers

With knowledge of self

And colorin books on my shelf

I wanna grow up

Cause maybe if I did then

I wouldn't be treated like a toys 'r us kid when

They counts ten upon my chin

By the hairs of my peachfuzz

Let's say each was

An inch

Psych because I can't pull or pinch

It's a wrench

And I thought life would be a cinch

But anyway

Anyhow

Let's talk about someway somehow

That I can make my peachfuzz grow out

Really

Do I need beard that grows with no pores

Just to be respected and resemble santa claus

Hear this clear

I'm a man I tell ya

No dreams or d**gs like the slugs will I ever sell ya

A man I am

In the body of a youth

So don't play me like I'm born universe truth truth

So when I knock at your hearts

Let me in

And judge me not by the hairs of my chinny chin chin

Yeah

That's what we call

Pimpin presence yo

Call me tonight

Knowhati'msayin

You got it

Yeah

You know I eat no pork

So why can't I be as smooth as my man dr

York

I see none

Yo

I'm smoother than the bottom of hammer's shoes

After three hundred spins

No love here

No hair on my chest

But my boy ak west

I'm just smoother

I'm just smoother

Yeah right

I'm definitely smoother than y'all just saw

It's about time

I'm sayin

Yo but

I don't want to hear