Plumskinzz

[Intro: Zev Love X]

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah..

Uhhhhh, uhhhhh, uhh uhh uhh uhh uhh

Good moring guys

[Verse 1: Zev Love X]

Sho' nuff as the 7-11 wins

I's in for Plumskinnz from begin (Like when?)

A rooster a-booster, vickin' all the hens (With a grin)

Thick chicks, and even sticks got friends (Least ten)

Up high, the up high I'm covered

With the innocent fuzz from the peaches says the streets

(Head to toe)

Down low, on the down low

I know the right juice from the darkest fruits got roots (A superhoe)

Mind wanderin', mind playin' tricks

I want the Nestle Quik picks my best of games to kicks

Tongue tied up, tongue tied up, confidin'

Thinkin' if I could I'll stoop to trickin' much nooks

Beware the grocer when ya press 'em with your thumbs, though (Oh?)

See, no grocer wants bruised plums, yo (so?)

Once bruised one time, 'tis forgotten

And once the plums is rotten, the skinzz'll cut your gums

At the corner store, a sign reads:

"For Sale: Plumskinzz Fruit Cocktail"

Only ones runnin' to the corner is pale males

Open all night, the corner plumskinzz is stale

Back to the honeyplum that's swift with gift

And if the plum is pit, I guess I'll just plead fifth

I'll say, "Sweet young, can your tongue have some?

You got some peach(fuzz)"

("Yeah, you know me!") Well, I'm down with O.P.Plumskinzz

Don't drool with all the juice you dribble

Scribble the beeper code, so the X can gets a nibble

Trust, just in case ya asked why

Behind my button-fly is a fruit fly huntin' for those plumskinzz

[Chorus: KMD]

I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop

(When I'm checkin for the plums) ya don't stop

I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop

(When I'm lickin on the plums) ya don't stop

I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop

(When I'm eatin on the plum) ya don't stop

I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop

(Like suckin on a plum) ya don't stop

[Verse 2: Onyx]

Since last we spoke, I cried about Teddy Ruxpin

And me myself, in a dream, pimpin' in a tux and, uhh

Now that the toys in my bed hit the edges

Skinzz'll be smoked like, Benson and Hedges

Legs over ledges, I'm over heels

Over heels, five-nine is the result of how I builds

But then hard times come, oh and how

It makes me feel as if I needs, a Lowenbrau

No, I ain't gon' never seek refuge in booze

I find the Gods and crews, seekin' plumskinzz to bruiseeeee up

Somethin' lovely kickin' game, no shame

GREAT shape got me GREAT date but untamed

You never knows, where goes my hand next

Surprise! I'm in your plumskinzz Spandex

Lust for lust-ful got me lustin'

Honies ask for it, but then they start bustin'

Want ya, need ya, but don't wanna seed ya

Baby, listen close, and follow this procedure

You feel my peachfuzz while I rub your plumskin

Hun, before you go, you know we gotta get somethin' staaaarted

Pump-kin pie, I promise to lick ya till your well runs dry

By the fruit you bare, I guess you got spoon

In my room, I search some this Fruit of my Loom

I never touch young bright them plums till they reach age

(Meanwhile, plum-sauce baby food is Subroc stage)

[Verse 3: Subroc]

Don't think I ain't good when I'm gooder

Don't think I won't when I woulda

I save plums in lump sums because I may want it soon

Damn, I wouldn't want my plum to turn prune

Unless it be all that, be all that

It won't matter, just black sweet ones come fatter

I'm kinda, kinda picky with my fruit mix

But always fix fat drums in the batter

They say you must, must share a little plum

I say, "With that idea, kid, you're dumb"

I play the role, play the role, kinda shy

And keep the concept to unbutton the fly

The question, my oh my, any left for thy shore?

I pick fresh fruit, plus vick 'em galore

Raw as can be, I can be much more

Adore my sweet gift shot like Quickdraw McGraw

It's plenty much, plenty much to go around

I weigh 'em by the hand, take 'em by the pound

Maybe I slap big, bot-tom 'round

But if not, sit tight, I just might hound you down

Things that make you go "Mmmmm"

Taste a sugarplum, use your mouth, go "Mmmmm"

If you ain't already been, yo, catch me with a finnicky grin

And you should know, like Flynn I'm in

For those plumskinzz

[Outro: KMD]

I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop

When I'm squishin up a plum (Ya don't stop!)

I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop

When I'm rubbin on a plum (Ya don't stop!)

I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop

When I'm goin on a plum (Ya don't stop!)

I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop

And when I'm grabbin on a plum (Ya don't stop!)

I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop

When I'm juggling a plum (Ya don't stop!)

I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop

When I'm lickin on a plum (Ya don't stop!)

I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop

When I'm nibblin on a plum (Ya don't stop!)

I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop

When you're pickin up the plums (Ya don't stop!)