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Andrew Lindemann Malone's Internet Playpen |
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Dental Work (Biggie Tribute)B-I-G P-O-P-P-A With a cum laude M.D.A. Periodontists mad cause I flaunt it Got their business, and you know they all want it My teeth supreme, stay clean Laser beam drills like a dream, I use it My tools probin all the girls' mouths Robe on shoulders, checkin molars Homegirl, I told ya, got a cavity Eat sweets much, ya lose teeth much Dentists and girls don't really meet much I guess I just don't think their breath smells sweet much My dental skill never quits Cause there ain't no problem with gums or incisors I can't fix Open your mouth to the sky Keep my prices high so you let out a sigh While I give your teeth the eye Patients please! Dentally! Can't you see? B.I.G. Be flossin, magazines like Newsweek and Fortune And Sports Illustrated in my waiting room Sit down and take a chair, wait right there Be aware I'm trusted, top M.D.A. But I'm dusted on the day I get busted for selling bicuspids
Chorus: I don't know why they come to me It's like the more sugar these people eat, the more the cavities
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