Pink Cookies In a Plastic Bag Getting Crushed By Buildings

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 furtune 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 your lover's gettin merrier in the sheets I met this lady named sweet young thing And she gave me that feelin' that sunshine bring in Portable, sportable, totally affordable Silky smooth, voice was real audible I said, "You're cool as Ice Cuba" She said, "You're the 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 and re-Quested 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, do you?" Rub ya down with warm Ice-T Make ya feel Brand Nubian instantly Boogie Down and check this production Gimme them lips they look good for suction She says, "Sweet tease, cool with a little almond joy On the side just doin' the fly" You like poundcake? Come to my house Turn on the lights and see me on the couch I said, "Do the jingle and you're 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 tongue 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 hmm 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 too 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 n-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 MD 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 You're 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 Take you here, 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 waterbed (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 (booya!) 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, you're my pink cookie Not a wookie when you take it off I'd love a lookie 'Cause I'ma 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, buildings, buildings...)