High Five

(专辑： Secret Band - 2011)

Damn! That's a nice ass hand! Yeahhh
I wanna slam it together with my hand
In a big fish tank, 'ey
I wanna take out your mom to dinner

That's the right way to show your thanks
You should believe in blah, blah, blah, blah
With a nice ass hand, yeahhh
I wanna slam it together with my hand

What do we expect of me?
Six times seven, forty three
Bless this ghetto growing tree
Go, go, gah-blah-dah

Do that, construct a tire
Wheels make better shapes then shoes
Use your tits to get retired
Some dudes lack the sense to choose

Scraping, aching deuces
What's my favorite way to do this?

Touching the various nouns and sounds around
Arr, grip, barking away
Hating the shit outta smiley ass clowns
Bark, ip, narping a bae
Touching the various nouns and sounds around
Slip, eek, oh keesha hey
Hating the shit outta smiley ass clowns

Can I cut your mouth?
Can I slap your face?
Can I make you close your eyes
And eat me off your face?

Running up in my travel shit
Is it the, thickest squish curb to make my wish splish
If all the whales 'n' birds 'n' shit
Come... together I can, I can, make that wish be true

Can't get bored in the future
It's only there for you
But baby please
I'm on my knees and in a real bad mood

Great vacation, stiff as water
Hope vibrations make me smarter
Clench your cheeks and shit it farther
God, I live in space

Who I be, who, who, who I be?
Not that stick, growing trees

I'm going nut fuck
Yeah they know this
Suspended in time
I have an extra guy inside... my dick
But you no need, I know'd it, learn this
I got pigeon wings... tattooed inside my eyeballs
Dudes smoke my fresh haircut
I got sexy nipples, spewing roots, uh yeah
I got butts that turn into trucks
I make money growing extra limbs for aliens... that abducted me
But those... space bucks never work at any store
I can never get those minutes back