Plumskinzz Lyrics

Plumskinzz lyrics

* this song was also the b-side to a "Mr. Hood" twelve inch







[Zev Love X]



Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh



Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah



Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh



Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah..



Uhhhhh, uhhhhh, uhh uhh uhh uhh uhh..







Sho' nuff as the 7-11 wins



I's in for Plumskinnz from begin (like when?)



A rooster a-booster, vickin all the hens (with a grin)



Thick chicks, but even sticks got friends (least ten)



Up high, the up high I'm covered



with the innocent fuzz from the peaches says the streets (hit the toe)



Down low on the down low



I know the right juice from the darkest fruits got roots (a superhoe)



Mind wanderin, mind playin tricks



I want Nestle Quik picks my best of games to kicks



Tongue tied up, tongue tied up confidin



Thinkin if I could I'll stoop to trickin ??



Beware the grocer when ya crush em with your thumbs though (oh?)



See no grocer wants bruised plums yo (so?)



Once bruised one time, 'tis forgotten



And once the plums is rotten, the skinzz'll cut your gums



At the corner store a sign reads, "For Sale: Plumskinzz Fruit
Cocktail"



Only ones runnin to the corner is pale males



Open all night, the corner plumskinzz is stale



Back to the honeyplum that's swift with gift



And if the plum is pit I guess I'll just plead fifth



I'll say sweet young, from your ?? have some



You got some peach(fuzz), 



("Yeah you know me!") well I'm down with O.P.Plumskinzz



Don't drool with all the juice you dribble



Scribble the beeper code, so the X can gets a nibble



Trust, just, in case you're asked why



behind my buttonfly is a fruit fly,



huntin for those plumskinzz







	I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop



	(When I'm checkin for the plums) ya don't stop



	I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop



	(When I'm lickin on the plums) ya don't stop



	I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop



	(When I'm eatin on the plum) ya don't stop



	I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop



	(Like suckin on a plum) ya don't stop







[Onyx]



Since last we spoke I cried about Teddy Ruxpin



And me myself, in a dream, pimpin in a tux and uhh



now that the toys in my bed hit the edges



Skinzz'll be smoked like, Benson and Hedges



Legs over ledges, I'm over heels



over heels, five-nine is the result of how I build



But then hard times come, oh and how



It makes me feel as if I needs, a Lowenbrau



No I ain't gon' never seek refuse in booze



I find the Gods and crews, seekin plumskinzz to bruise



Up somethin lovely kickin game, no shame



GREAT shape got me GREAT date but untamed



You never knows, where goes my hand next



Suprise, I'm in your plumskin Spandex



Lust for lust-ful got me lustin



Honies ask for it, but then they start bustin



Want ya, need ya, but don't wanna seed ya



Baby listen close, and follow this procedure



You feel my peachfuzz while I rub your plumskin



But before you go you know we gotta get somethin



start-ed, pump-kin, pie



I promise to lick ya til your well runs dry



By the fruit you bare I guess you got spoon



In my room I search some this Fruit of my Loom



I never touch young bright them plums til they reach age



(Oooh-ahh plumsauce baby food is Subroc stage)



Don't think I ain't good when I'm gooder



Don't think I won't when I woulda



I save plums in lump sums because I may want it soon



Damn I wouldn't want my plum to turn prune



Unless it be all that, be all that



It won't matter, just black sweet ones come fatter



I'm kinda, kinda picky with my fruit mix



But always fix fat drums in the batter



They say you must, must share a little plum



I say, "With that idea kid, you're dumb"



I play the role, play the role, kinda shy



And keep the concept to unbutton the fly



The question, my oh my, any left for thy shore?



I pick fresh fruit, plus vick 'em galore



Raw as can be, I can be much more adore



my sweet gift shot like Quickdraw McGraw



It's plenty much, plenty much to go round



I weigh 'em by the hand, take 'em by the pound



Maybe I slap big, bot-tom round



But if now, sit tight, I just might hound you down



Things that make you go "Mmmmm"



Taste a sugarplum, use your mouth, go "Mmmmm"



If you ain't already been, yo catch me with a finnicky grin



And you should know, like Flynn I'm in



for those plumskinzz







	I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop



	When I'm squishin up a plum (Ya don't stop!)



	I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop



	When I'm rubbin on a plum (Ya don't stop!)



	I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop



	When I'm goin on a plum (Ya don't stop!)



	I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop



	And when I'm grabbin on a plum (Ya don't stop!)



	I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop



	When I'm ?? on the plum (Ya don't stop!)



	I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop



	When I'm lickin on a plum (Ya don't stop!)



	I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop



	When I'm nibblin on a plum (Ya don't stop!)



	I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop



	When you're pickin up the plums (Ya don't stop!)