"Child's Play" lyrics

Pretty little Sally sat up by the tree trunk
White miniskirt with a Betty Boop bum
She had an ass like Deborah Cox, face like Lauryn
Waist like a Coke bottle scoring
Pretty young thing loved the swings
At times she got my ding-a-ling hard
When she said push hard, she kept Vaseline
Open ass she swung back, couldn't help her dress blew back
Now held accountable right for my actions
Right before the Wallabee Champ was rocking Wallows
Drawing cards, sent her rap message through a bottle
Lines from Dolemite, few tips from Goines
Birthday, gave her two fifty-cent coins
Puppy love, gorgeous face, amazed by lip gloss
Cherry scent, when the princess spoked yo it bounched off
Mole like Marilyn Monroe, threw a rose in her mouth
Wherever God go will be Mrs. Cole

Girl's so pretty, kids with little biddies help the years go slow, slow
Surrounded by intelligence, life through education healthy minds will grow, grow
Catch me on a bus-stop, dusted, cursing out the cops
But still come and vibe with me
Everybody's talking about Wu-Tang fronting
But you still telling lies to me

Beautiful in light shows, having no intentions on love
But having strung I suppose, here we go
It's not the way she bubbed the gum
Shook her ass, I'm not the one
Double dutch, waiting for the bus with faggot Laurie son
Now 'N Later lady 7th floor, building 7-80
Fancy fox, booties for her socks, nothing else can change me
Young Nefertiti, knowledge seed with no jewelry on
Tahitian fresh berry tree, she's a Capricorn
I really liked the girl, had dreams about her
Thinking to myself some nights she got ("louder")
But hating, was Sheneneh and Grace and Keylolo
Trick bitches jumped my boo at the school a few years ago
Hit me, you hit me, Grace got the last hit
Aiyo, the bitches started swinging and shit, so I jumped in
Those were the days, made faces in school plays
Paper trays, city wide test, made half a days
Shooting puppy water, might hump the pillow, dick an inch taller
Stapleton bum nigga, I'll pop her cherry for her
Fresh Air Fund, nail's done, alphabets berets
Jellies, bubble yum, soda tongue, too young to cum
Then engage him with them candy rings a-yo, I hit that shit
Got jealous when she kissed Rob
I broke her Chick-O-Sticks

Guys and girls
Y'all remember those days and shit
Girls walk around in school
One ponytail with the beret
Neck's looking like baby powder, you know what I mean?
Those were the days right there
Boston-baked beans, girls come to school with mad candy
you know what I mean?
You'd just come in school for half days, and all that
Just to see that little girl right there, no mind to this
Go home and think about it. You know what I mean?
May hump the bed sometimes on her. You know what I mean?
Word, those days man, those, those were the good old days right there G
That shit was fun, lunchroom, see in the lunchroom. You know what I mean?
Might get a little, go to the G.O. Store or something. You know what I mean?
Word, buy a little chocolate, a little shake or something. You know what I mean?
A little butter-crunch joints or something. You know what I mean?
That's that real shit, G I miss those shits, man
I wanna go back to school, man
That's my word, man
For real y'all, those were, those were the
Goddamn y'all, you remember?