[Chorus] On a mission whishin upon a star young boweezy with the caviar. In the back of a limo make them others seem surreal breakin niggaz down like
We chase the dreams and fulfill the game [Caviar] Catch me in this MC or catch me in a double-R G'd up and star (who is you?) Caviar Cold ass nigga when
not enough) and make every word taste sweet Would you like us to wave off every battle? (My invasion is your caviar) (My invasion of thoughts is your caviar
[Downing/Hill/Atkins]
Looking like she needs a miracle Out here so late, just looking for a drug Give her something so she can fall in love True love hits like death from above
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On a mission, wishin' upon a star Young Bow Weezy with the caviar In the back of a limo, make them others seem surreal Breakin' niggaz down like Evander
I take a pill or two to make me nice for you Buzz me at 3 am you feel inflicted dirty It's not called making out If you are over thirty She got the gold
want caviar and chitins for the right time Then I'll wash it all down with scotch Say caviar and chitins for breakfast Caviar and chitins for lunch Caviar
Two-week vacation, Costa Rica see America Young ladies, oh, eureka! So many there to score-ica Cruise the ocean bars with some similar type fellows Little
Is she looking straight at me or is it my imagination Some kind of illusion or prestidigitation I cross the room to a standing ovation A hesitation at
You can never know Until you give me solid gold Easy action, rock all over you I've got the lips that drive you to distraction Lied about all the girls
S.O.S. I'm burned out I try to transmit from the dead star Solar flare, then black out I hope knowing hope won't go too far I know that the one who strays
Allergic to all penetration It's true what they say about you I know mouth escape route To [Incomprehensible] Wake up it's over, refreshes Looks like
Is she looking straight at me Or is it my imagination Some kind of illusion or prestidigitation I cross the room to a standing ovation A hesitation at
Kung fu tongue spar without a solution The vintage sign made which ends in confusion Robert Plant kicking from the Japanese hearses Goes, "Baby baby"
So you spread yourself around it Mondays from here out Heard it was like hell on you Got tired of finding out Who will take this shit like I did Get
