Lyrics Peachfuzz - K.M.D.

Peachfuzz

Oh Pete Nice?
I’m smoother than him man I mean
He wears suits and all you know no disrespect.
*incomprehensible*
Yeah right just a thought (* giggling *)
Heavy D yo the girls they love me
(* girls crack up *) 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 +Jinglin+
But yo.
I’m the man (* girls crack up *)
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 (* girls giggling *)
Just like my man Puba Maxwell, so I’m smooth
Yeah, candy get the job done but yo, I take care of business
Now what’s up with this peachfuzz nonsense?
What are y’all talkin about this peachfuzz?
Nah, I just got one thing to say
Ahh man.
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