Battle of the Sexes Radio Get Get your money right, ladies Welcome back back to Where it is 12:45 in in the A.M. And Disturbing The Peace Is our in in studio guest Our hot-line is lit the fuck up With people with relationship issues

It's calling me back back to my home Home it's what I long for I can't keep away from her touch Shine-lake of fire Lines take me higher My mind drips desire Confined and overtired Living this charade Is getting me nowhere

No more questions, get get back in in line! (just get get back in in line!) The duller the knife, the longer it takes (the longer it takes) But now it's your turn Leaving your bones out on the stones, picking them clean (picking them clean) And carving the truth,

(We) back on line (We) came to ride (We) deal (We) stack (We) multiply (We) stay on the grind (Until) we die And back back for mo', cause we can't get get enough I've beeeeen this way and I can't stop (ah) Hands on the ball and I won't drop (no) Half-assed rhymes

Panama, Panama Hot shoe, burnin' down the avenue Don't you know she's coming home with me? I'll get get her! Jump back, what's that sound Here she comes, full blast and top down Model citizen zero discipline You'l lose her in in the turn Ain't nothin' like it,

There I was, now here I am I got off track, I made mistakes Back Back slid my way into that place where souls get get lost Lines get get crossed And the pain won't go away I hit my knees, now here I stand I came up out of the water Raise my hands up to the father

Comin' down that railroad track And get get some sand in in my shoes She's the fastest train on the line Look a-yonder comin' Hey, look a-yonder comin' It's the Orange Blossom Special Bringin' my baby back back Well, I'm going down to Florida Or maybe Californy

Panama, Panama Hot shoe, burnin' down the avenue Don't you know she's coming home with me? I'll get get her! Jump back, what's that sound Here she comes, full blast and top down Model citizen zero discipline You'l lose her in in the turn Ain't nothin' like it,

Let me get get mine, you get get yours Can you put your hands my waistline Want your skin up against mine Move my hips to the baseline Hang a please don't disturb sign Put my back back into a slow grind Sending chills up and down my spine Gotta hit that spot just

Goin' back home, get get my old gal soon I got a map to the highway, baby Movin' on down the line You a high-priced chick, and I got to let you go I love you, baby, you think I good price Yeah, baby, I got to let you go That's why I am goin' back home, get