The Beatnuts - Mayonnaise lyrics

What's up with the music?

Loca! Yeah, junkyard

Yo play some music shorty, will you suck my dick?

Come on man

What's up with the music?

Loca! Yeah, that's how I like, junkyard!

Psycho Les, Beatnuts

Pligga, please, pligga, pligga, pligga please

Pligga, please, pligga, pligga, pligga please

Are you feelin' this beat man?

Check it, (everybody!)

I said check it, check it (everybody!)

Listen (the funk baby)

Loca!

All chromed out, pullin the Benz out

No more little motels, I'm up in the penthouse

Countin cheddar, hustlin shows for crazy paper

While shorty's in the front row, trying to squeeze my baby-makers

Off the anchor, wake up and smell the sancor

Bitch wanna sit on my lap like I'm Santa in the VIP

Getting my dick sucked by a red-head with big juggs

Taking pornographic pictures, let's make a sandwich

Pull down your panties, crack open your buns so I can spread the mayonnaise

Haha, delicious, (yo that shit is crazy)

yummy, bust nuts in your tummy

yeah baby

I'm crazy horny, I wanna ride the pony [repeated]

For all the dirty hookers out there, I see you, I see you

Nodding your head, playa!

Hey miss, you want the mayonnaise between the buns or on the side?