Get It Inta You

[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