I'm the dope man, coke man, smoke man, whatever man The X man, Tec man, you better respect man Get the cream, triple beam, inf' beam, murder scheme Fiend, morphine, dream
no such thing as too much If you gave me everything it'd never be enough, yeah My black coffee with sugar, no cream in the morning You're my super double caffeine dream
we can dream on And if you want to, baby, well you can dream on me Yeah, we all need someone we can cream on And if you want to, well you can cream on
I've got to believe in that sweet paradise All I ever wanted was to get into the party with the good girls and boys Chasing the dream The peaches and cream
Smooth as cream She's every young boy's dream She's like a hot roller coaster On a video screen She's off the hook, take a look Let your imagination
After your laughter like thunder After your skin like coffee and cream After it takes our bodies into the night After we've come to the extreme I wanna
feel whatever you feel Feel it at the very same time, yeah I want to know how to make you cry, how to make your body cream Fill my dirty mind with your favorite erotic dream
'm a fiend I'd like my sugar with coffee and cream Well, I gotta keep it going keep it going full steam To sweet to be sour to nice to be mean With the
lookin real good in that video, girl C?mon ! Sitting in the jeep Beep, beep, beep Waitin on Ci Ci See, wanna tell you bout a dream I had First time I
I pulled into the shopping center And saw a little boy wrapped around the legs of his mother Like ice cream melting they embraced Years of bad decisions
Bows and flows of angel hair And ice cream castles in the air And feather canyons everywhere I've looked at clouds that way But now they only block the
We can rely on each other, uh huh From one corner to another, uh huh Some got hopes and dreams, we got ways and mean The supreme dream team always up
Stop workin' hopin' that they find a man that will support them Up late night on they mother's cordless Thinkin' a perm or bleach and cream Will make
I call a pimp, that's what I call a gangsta to the fullest, shit I'm tryin' to make more cream By every September 14th, that's my dream So I can be more
Rows and flows of angel hair And ice cream castles in the air and feather canyons everywhere I've looked at clouds that way But now they only block the
each other to tea, huh? We should have each other with cream Then curl up in the fire and sleep for a while It's the grooviest thing, it's the perfect dream
girls Will make your brown breath blue Ooh, ooh, ooh, peaches and cream You make a garbage man scream Such a dangerous dream Peaches and cream, peaches and cream
day dreams Tonging you down with vanilla ice cream Kissing on your thighs in the moonlight Searching your body with my tounge girl all night I wonder one day could it be, simple dreams