[Verse 1: Sonny Cheeba]
Paris shooting out the castles of air to squeaky airmen
Scan it, landing in valley of dolls, my supergarden
Daily matrimony with chrompatner, the Don Cherry
Catching pennies from heaven, snatching a fistful of dollars, [?]
Leaving cats in swarny river, [?] my [?] saily quest for the pony express
Hardboil soil inside New York float, diamond empire
Angels with dirty faces connect on [?] millions
Sailing sopranos, [?] exit from out the boiling point
Those [?] the house of crystal enter my loco motion
Melting hot chocolates on chocolate sexy lady charday
Prescriptions for pleasures, Lo's just [?] taboo
[Chorus: Geechi Suede]
Don Cherry Sonny Cheeba gonna get it inta you
We want tastes and dynamo sex
Sonny Cheeba Don Cherry gonna get it inta you
We want tastes and dynamo sex
Don Cherry Sonny Cheeba gonna get it inta you
We want tastes and dynamo sex
Sonny Cheeba Don Cherry gonna get it into you
We want tastes and dynamo sex
[Verse 2: Geechi Suede]
[?] true in my hood now, I've been the sundown
Before dark [?] my pretty jungle ass
I stay on gun-point, imperium shaped thoughts
That [?], yo my candy dreams, ayo my love sexy
And me with kiss of life, ayo she keepin it free
Shootin [?]
My [?] too sly, I see the world riding in a superboom smile
I like my distance to smell like that sess that put that flame in yo chest
In a hustlas manner, I select and scan her
Take em serious for they celcius degree, it's the Che God elite
Capone sugar streets, tell me what you want da-da
[Chorus: Geechi Suede]
Don Cherry Sonny Cheeba gonna get it into you
We want taste and ?
Don Cherry Sonny Cheeba gonna get it into you
We want tastes and dynamo sex
Don Cherry Sonny Cheeba gonna get it into you
We want tastes and dynamo sex
Don Cherry Sonny Cheeba gona get it into you
We want tastes and dynamo sex
[Verse 3: Sonny Cheeba]
In a [?] paradise, delegates of the world heist
On our way to [?] manner freak the satin prince
Don Cherry modon, holidays with [?]
Very explicit, my mind focus on the Spanish fly
It's the man without a face, Blackula of the Tri-State
Caribbean Queen in a ice cream dream for the stabbing
[Verse 4: Geechi Suede]
Comello freestyle like my grace under satin
[?] plus the thieves, Sonny Cheeb' is the [?] fantasy
[?] making corners blade, [?], to find my heaven see
But the delegates are harmonizing intellects
Cause we want kilagos don and a bed full of happy feelings
[Chorus : Geechi Suede]
Don Cherry Sonny Cheeba gonna get it into you
We tastes and dynamo sex
Don Cherry Sonny Cheeba gonna get it into you
We want tastes and dynamo sex
Sonny Cheeba Don Cherry gonna get it into you
We want tastes and dynamo
Sonny Cheeba Don Cherry gonna get it into you
We want tastes and dynamo sex da-da
