Lyrics:
Baseball Sex

carry She come to the crib and she think we married She try to sneak in my bed like the tooth fairy (ha) I call her genius oral she give me head sex And

She come to the crib and she think we married She try to sneak in my bed like the tooth fairy (ha) I call her genius oral she give me head sex And all

She come to the crib and she think we married She try to sneak in my bed like the tooth fairy (ha) I call her genius oral she give me head sex And all

need to make our way to the bed You can start usin' ya head Ya like to fuck, have ya legs open all in the buck Do it up, slappin' ass, girl the sex get

All around my waist with the boomin bass Bouncin up against your body if you want the taste You can leave your name and number on the sex machine Or better

way to the bed And you can start usin' yo head You like to fuck, have yo legs open all in da butt Do it up slappin' ass 'cuz the sex gets rough Switch

to fight it Little Rock, Pasternak, Mickey Mantle, Kerouac Sputnik, Chou En-Lai, "Bridge on the River Kwai" Lebanon, Charlse de Gaulle, California baseball

Queens Staten Island, yo Jersey and everywhere in between yo Holla if you broke or an English bloke And if you know what I mean seen Baseball bat in

remarried And now you sleepin' in school gymnasiums Just you and them lazy bums At the overnight homeless shelter Gettin' one hot meal, to eat from a wheelchair But what about baseball