I got 'em cocked up in the closet like a faggot's room,
Butterfly bow tie, made my mark like the craters on the moon
7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune
Step back to the dressing room
Her mother deftly left the room,
Just regret the fact that i left too soon
Figure i would make the nba and make me a fortune
'cause every night she studies hard in her room
Aint no room for one more
Some old bitch that we did before
When i went to the bath room
Self made coming soon
Soothing jazz juxtaposing the pizzazz of this room/
When i’m in the groove, i can freak a tune
When i went to the bath room
Won't run out anytime soon
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