OnTheAir420
06-15-2007, 04:39 AM
Chorus: X4]
+Dreamzzzzz+ of fucking a female news anchor
I'm just playing, but I'm saying
[Canibus]
Yeah, this isn't excellence in journalism
I prefer to call it conservative words of wisdom
Mixed with perverted visions
I can't help it, I was bitten by the Celtic Woman who spoke Elvish
Who told me I was selfish
Nah honey be friendly you're my Miss Moneypenny
I love you because when they hate me; you defend me
+Dreamzzzzz+ of fucking a female news anchor
Welcome to my world of fantasy and fandom
03:30 central news network
I filled out visitor's paperwork 'til my head hurt
Key words bees and birds can't help but to be perverse
About anything over 30 in a skirt
I get upstairs to search who's doing their leg work
I seen her walk in to the coffee room, I go there first
She was beautiful in burgundy Zane Verjee
I said "Allah have mercy", she heard me and turned to me
She showed me her breast, I was impressed
She suggested I lock the door so we could both get undressed
Quick start, quick finish, I gently kissed her
The phone rang; it was Wolf Blitzer saying "He missed her"
I was not surprised, I ain't want the bitch to lose her job
OH MY GOD! Is that Sumi Das?
Still hard from Zane giving me brain, but I can't complain
I'll take wrinkles over stains any day, anyway where did the Sumi go?
She reminds me of this ho I used to bang on a Pakistani Sushi boat
Her trail went cold, I stole me an access card
Picked up the trail in the parking garage
I pretended I was an intern, I said "Ma'am you left this upstairs”
A huge diamond earring, she just stared
Standing there in a dress with the delicate smell of vinaigrette
She placed her palm firmly on my chest
"Are you St. Germaine?" she said, I said "Yes"
And I seek to have sex with the Dragon Princess
She circled her hips slow, dancing to Calypso
She brought her lips close, my dick grows, she sniffed Coke
I couldn't believe the nerve of this Circus Witch with burger itch
Who tried to curse me with a kiss
Nosferatu practitioner, I don't even think about kissing her
She will remain my prisoner
[Chorus: X4]
[Canibus]
Yea, check the defence mechanism of this next woman
She's the real Lara Croft, I couldn't wait to have sex with her
Arwa Damon so calm under pressure
But our hormones start raging as soon as I undress her
She started to speak in discrete descriptive speech
I tasted her nipple and told her "Her tits taste like a peach"
She had congressional oversight over the mic
A young black man obsessed with her egg shell white
Her body was tight, "Ok", I said but not tonight
Your life is your job; my job is my life
Filled with gold spindles of positive polarity signals
But when I talk to strippers I'm simple
Like screwing Julie with the booty dimples
She act moody 'cause she's mental
Try to imagine what she's been through
Julie Banderas got what I call a rare ass
The type of ass that could tear pants
I let her dance on my fer-de-lance, Caliente Sangre
And life goes on like John Mellencamp
[Chorus: X4]
[Canibus]
Yea, yo, I don't wake up 'til 12 O’clock
Soledad O'Brian don't wake up ‘til she feels cock
I love these women so much, I can't stop
Sir Lancelot giving Guinevere a shamrock
Accompanied by a rose, she smelled it with her nose and froze
It was the perfect time to take off her clothes
The tale of the Princess and the P and MC Mr. C
Really a magnificent read
In the dream I had about my favourite anchor of them all
In my dream I wrote her name across The White House wall
Suzanne Malveaux - oh how I have love you so
So much so I let the whole world know
Her pastry is so tasty; I don't care if her husband hates me
I'm still in my dream, DO NOT WAKE ME!
In the dream she and I share pound cake and tea
In between her shifts on the silver screen
She lays her head on my arm during The White House at dawn
Imagine that when you listen to my song
+Dreamzzzzz+ of fucking a female news anchor
I'm just playing, but I'm saying
[Canibus]
Yeah, this isn't excellence in journalism
I prefer to call it conservative words of wisdom
Mixed with perverted visions
I can't help it, I was bitten by the Celtic Woman who spoke Elvish
Who told me I was selfish
Nah honey be friendly you're my Miss Moneypenny
I love you because when they hate me; you defend me
+Dreamzzzzz+ of fucking a female news anchor
Welcome to my world of fantasy and fandom
03:30 central news network
I filled out visitor's paperwork 'til my head hurt
Key words bees and birds can't help but to be perverse
About anything over 30 in a skirt
I get upstairs to search who's doing their leg work
I seen her walk in to the coffee room, I go there first
She was beautiful in burgundy Zane Verjee
I said "Allah have mercy", she heard me and turned to me
She showed me her breast, I was impressed
She suggested I lock the door so we could both get undressed
Quick start, quick finish, I gently kissed her
The phone rang; it was Wolf Blitzer saying "He missed her"
I was not surprised, I ain't want the bitch to lose her job
OH MY GOD! Is that Sumi Das?
Still hard from Zane giving me brain, but I can't complain
I'll take wrinkles over stains any day, anyway where did the Sumi go?
She reminds me of this ho I used to bang on a Pakistani Sushi boat
Her trail went cold, I stole me an access card
Picked up the trail in the parking garage
I pretended I was an intern, I said "Ma'am you left this upstairs”
A huge diamond earring, she just stared
Standing there in a dress with the delicate smell of vinaigrette
She placed her palm firmly on my chest
"Are you St. Germaine?" she said, I said "Yes"
And I seek to have sex with the Dragon Princess
She circled her hips slow, dancing to Calypso
She brought her lips close, my dick grows, she sniffed Coke
I couldn't believe the nerve of this Circus Witch with burger itch
Who tried to curse me with a kiss
Nosferatu practitioner, I don't even think about kissing her
She will remain my prisoner
[Chorus: X4]
[Canibus]
Yea, check the defence mechanism of this next woman
She's the real Lara Croft, I couldn't wait to have sex with her
Arwa Damon so calm under pressure
But our hormones start raging as soon as I undress her
She started to speak in discrete descriptive speech
I tasted her nipple and told her "Her tits taste like a peach"
She had congressional oversight over the mic
A young black man obsessed with her egg shell white
Her body was tight, "Ok", I said but not tonight
Your life is your job; my job is my life
Filled with gold spindles of positive polarity signals
But when I talk to strippers I'm simple
Like screwing Julie with the booty dimples
She act moody 'cause she's mental
Try to imagine what she's been through
Julie Banderas got what I call a rare ass
The type of ass that could tear pants
I let her dance on my fer-de-lance, Caliente Sangre
And life goes on like John Mellencamp
[Chorus: X4]
[Canibus]
Yea, yo, I don't wake up 'til 12 O’clock
Soledad O'Brian don't wake up ‘til she feels cock
I love these women so much, I can't stop
Sir Lancelot giving Guinevere a shamrock
Accompanied by a rose, she smelled it with her nose and froze
It was the perfect time to take off her clothes
The tale of the Princess and the P and MC Mr. C
Really a magnificent read
In the dream I had about my favourite anchor of them all
In my dream I wrote her name across The White House wall
Suzanne Malveaux - oh how I have love you so
So much so I let the whole world know
Her pastry is so tasty; I don't care if her husband hates me
I'm still in my dream, DO NOT WAKE ME!
In the dream she and I share pound cake and tea
In between her shifts on the silver screen
She lays her head on my arm during The White House at dawn
Imagine that when you listen to my song