Best Served Chilled Parts 1 And 2 Lyrics

I like the circle in your hair
It's like a droplet of Rain.
Cash on my elbow,
and I'll toss you a nickle.
A penny for a dime
So you better not complain.
No sweet, sweet peaches
Gotta' fuck them hoes.
Marry beneath the preachers
and the stained-glass windows.
Call the cops, I'm running.
Gonna' rock your 'Mo.
Gonna Get You (x3)

(Thanks to Robert for these lyrics)