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oval office - 3rd bass lyrics

“this recording, is a collection
of unintended indiscretions before microphone”

“oh who locked the door?”
“a hard man is good to find.”
“open the door!”
“the principles. of friction”

[nice] this feeling’s a function, so step to this
[serch] ain’t the average boys who do this
[nice] door is opened, to office summoned
[serch] yo pete i think you’re in there man! (“i’m coming!”)
[nice] reception warm, not a handshake
my hands shook, barrier’s about to break
[serch] she was seated, legs long and slammin
[nice] oval office opened, so let’s begin!
push my point across, firmly
[serch] core proposal
[nice] prime minister serve me, surely (“surely! nyuk nyuk nyuk”)
i serve you with motion
and doors open wider, coast in
[serch] secretary said, “put serch on line two.
yo, put him on hold!”

“that towel was related to my husband!” (repeat 4x)

– [mc serch] – speaking in background –
aiyyo pete man, let me in man
i’m here to get r-t-rded yo, so step off
nah i’m not holdin the door to come in
yo, yo move your, move your elbow!
move your elbow, yo, you’re not d-ckin on me
your boy look like the great pumpkin
you’re frontin like you play the pumpkin
move your elbow, because i’m in there!

[serch] the meeting rotates
[nice] mockneck or cactus?
“they got my head boss.”
[both] she attacked us!
[nice] with a treaty for disarmament
[serch] we signed
[nice] figured there’s no harm in it (“oh alright alright alright.”)
so i disarmed
[serch] and i poured the scotch
and asked the prime minister, mind if i watch?
(“oh my goodness!”)
[nice] yeah, i reckon
you keep minutes, i’ll let you get second
then the summit rose, i get vetoed
presidential pardon, let me g yo!
[serch] lunch became filet of soul/sole with tongue
[nice] the oval office work is never done!
[serch] never done!

“that towel was related to my husband!” (repeat 2x)

– [mc serch] – [pete nice] speaking in background –
aiyyo i’m serious man, did you have s-x?
nah man
it was you that did it!
filet of sole on the oval office
on a peanut b-tter leg
yo.
she got down to my knees and it spread!

“that towel was related to my husband!” (repeat 2x)

[nice] g’in, seein, have you playin it like a diplomat
the oval office ain’t nothin but a boot magnet
[serch] close to close, but pete freaked it anyway
[nice] serch said
[serch] prime, let’s do the three the hard way!
[nice] and knockin like we’re knockin
[serch] boots!
the office flooded with the s-x check suits
deploy missiles of the mx variety
[nice] spoken spasm of invasion inside of me
[serch] i release my rebels, the onslaught ceased
– woman moaning “uhhh, uhhh, uhhh, uhhh” –
and in the oval office
[nice] finally peace!
motions carried out, played it like presidents
[serch] what’s the oval office?
[nice] our permanent residence!
[serch] meeting of the mind, as well as the pelvis
[nice] aiyyo bush!
[serch] we’re audi like elvis!

aiyyo serch you’re in there man
you’re finally in there, for the first time man!
“victims of these cl-ssic b-n-rs.”
yo move that thick body of yours
move that thick white body!
“victims of these cl-ssic b-n-rs.”

[mc serch]
yes, yes — woooooodiee!
i’ve got the woody!
i’ve got the woodie — and i’m gonna get the head
“victims of these cl-ssic b-n-rs.”
i can feel it! you gotta understand see
“victims of these cl-ssic b-n-rs.”
gotta understand the subject of the topic
there’s too much b-tt-waxin, no —
there’s too much vaseline usage
there’s too much ky jelly
cause i’ve got the wooooodiee!
i have the woody man, i have
yo let me tell you somethin man, you’re a girlie man
you’re a flabber man, i am a muscle man
i think you are my auntie
cause i am the man who is in the oval office
you’re just a girlie flabber man, you hamster man
i’m a great man, you’re a flabber man

uhh, aiyyo yo you know what i heard?
i heard rob never got the wood
i heard rob is frontin like the great pumpin on the woodie
and i heard seth lover? he got the wrong woodie
he needs the positive… woooodieeee!
aiyyo i’m goin home man; i’m goin home to tell my mother (boots!)
i’m goin home to tell my mother about my first experience. -fades-

- 3rd bass lyrics

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