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Yep 

Yep 



Shades over my eyes 

Make the creepers look back at themselves 

Sitting stuck in emotional bliss 

The skinny amount of girls with coke on their gums 

Tap my knee 

I'm keepin' the rythym 

The young and wild take chances together 

They all jump up, twist and groove 

But no one talks, lost in the motherfuckin' mood 



No one talks, lost in the mood 

No one talks, sweatin' it out, lost in the mood 



Hey, there's a hunger in the night 

The moonlight kissing the nips on the model frame 

I kissed her inner thigh 

Closed my eyes, she began to make me fit 

She like to go the mile, all the while 

I can see her tear bit 

I forgot her name 

Something that sounds like Penelope 

May be a French twang to it 

Tongue was quick, she was French I knew it 

A lovely foreigner, foreign to racism 

She like the young nigga by my brown skin 

My shag dog fro 

I'm king to her 

She will please her friend for me 

So funny and they'll starve in the garden 

Naked as always, honest 

Her hands all over my privates 

Lost in the mood 



No one talks, lost in the mood 

No one talks, sweatin' it out, lost in the mood 



But no one talks, lost in the motherfuckin' mood 

No one talks, lost in the mood 

No one talks, sweatin' it out, lost in the mood
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