Pinto the Cat & Waffles the Dog - Stardust
And now a tune that never loses favorThe ever-popular "Stardust"
She opened up the pack to smell the skunk-listen:
Pop the trunk to grab the rest
Yeah, it's bumping in the sub
Put the funds in the glove
Weigh it out and bag to cut
Roll one for me
Leave it in the center console
My eyes blue to these mongrels
As they pass they smelling my brew-all black
Coughing as she call me back
Another satisfied buyer
From an ugly saturnine driver
It's doggystyle
Open up the pack, spirits flying out
Church couldn't deter us
Still spurt to get the purse up
Brainchild of Burgess
Fuck curfew, her body said kerplunk!
Lake ain't even gurgle
Just insurgents on the verge of fucking Virgil... I mean virgins
First thing first: Pull the hearse up!
You in the back, bitch
Sapphic ass sitting in passenger on sacks, bitch
Go to shows and I ain't wonder why they clapping
You in the box now
Pray that all your cash spent
Open up the pack, spirits flying out
Pinty wit the mic, Georgian Satan with the fiddle's
Why I shake my head at all ya common spittle
Bet you catch him sporty by the forties with the villa
I'm Elton by the pool with a dark skin Cinderella
But she Frank Stella with the white lines
Ghost on her slippers, fuck with Ras G's
But can't say no to Dilla's - that's how cops speak
Powdered sugar on her... Thriller with the mock bleach
Shipping moms to Casablanca 'fore I'm top three
Wish everybody Godspeed
'08 Boys
No Skateboard, P
East a dick if you ain't with it
I ain't started in a Civic
I just started, I just started
In a Pinto, Pinto
Written by:
Pinto Cattington, Waffgang Mozart
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