Oh Shit Lyrics by Pharcyde

Oh Shit Lyrics

    Little sally walker, sittin in a saucer,
    Oh, how i tossed that ass up
    Like a mission in the woods, woody woodpecker would if he could,
    But i didn't want to pass it up
    To the next man had my walkman bumpin on
    The fifty yard line and my adrenoline pumpin
    Like a kill thriller driller tiller out with the miller brew
    Filler up, took it 'til the damn dutch puked (??)
    Luke skywalker ain't a sweettalker so i got ill
    With my light saber that came in one fancy flavor
    My strange behavior led to an outburst
    The night felt good but the day got worse
    I thought i was alone slim trade the stowaway
    With a brown-eyed bombshell that was dope enough to pay
    I looked over my shoulder and my cover was peeled
    By my whole school sayin "ooh" and i'm busted for real

    Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit

    What to say the least
    I'm so slick that they need to call me grease
    Cuz i slips and i slides when i rides on the beast
    Imani and your mom sittin in a tree,
    K-i-s-s-i-n-g
    Yo first comes the tounge
    And then come the she my homey's m-o-m what (m-i-e)
    Yo, and to think from day one in my eyes i show fear cuz
    I stepped into his house his
    Mom's grinnin ear to ear
    Gigglin and winks for weeks
    I would encounter from this female
    She's sizin me up for the kill
    Oh what the hell is what i said to myself so that i wouldn't worry
    I'm sittin on the couch and wish greg would please hurry up
    She offered me a cup of ripple broke out the titty
    Squezed her nipple said suck it if you like but please don't bite it
    I had an urge to say fuck it but i knew i had to fight it
    Before i could say alakazam (???)
    I took this old bitch in a doggie style
    Greg walked in the room that nigga cold had a fit
    But all this numbskull could say was oh shit!

    Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh
    Sh-
    Son-of-a bitch, son-of-a bitch, come on!

    One fine summertime sunday evening
    Crenshaw boulevard was in full swing
    Perfect example of how looks can be deceiving
    Rolled up to what i thought was a pretty young thing
    Rollin in a purple samuri suzuki dookie braids was an aid to her sex appeal

    Dude she was dope man real dope on the wheel
    Well anyway i went toot toot she said hey a beep beep
    The next day rolled down to the beach
    Tuesday me and my new crenshaw cutie
    Coolin on the beach and now she's rubbin on my booty
    Suck suck suckin on my neck like dracula
    But it wasn't all that spectacular (why?)
    Cuz everytime i tried to touch upon her tay-titty
    She would be like quit b
    Bitch was frontin but i didn't say nothin
    Then all of the sudden after someone pushed the button
    I got a funny feeling like something was real wrong
    Looked at her shoes and her feets was real long
    Then it hit me oh please god no
    Don't let this ho turn out to be a john doe
    He pulled a fast one on me yo
    I guess that's one of those things that make you go: shit!

    Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh
    Shit
    Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit....

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