Lord I swear the perfume you wear. . Was made out of turnip greens. And everytime I kiss you girl. It tastes like pork and beans. Even though you're wearin' them.
[pete rock]. Uhh. Ahh yeah. What we talkin bout? talkin bout the skinz. Skinz? yeah the skinz, you know, girls. Fine women. Skinz, listen listen to my man.
Well I swear your perfume babe is made out of turnip greens. Every time I kiss you girl it tastes like pork and beans. Even though you're wearing those uptown high heels.