The act of makin love is      Pink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by buildings   Pink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by buildings      I'll take 30 electric chairs   And put'em in a classroom   30 MC's   And set'em free from thier doom   Just like a tomahawk cuts through the wind   When we begin   The wheel of furtune it spins   Holdin'   The rhythm like elastic   Moldin'   Your whole body like plastic   So why try to deny what ya already know ya love   Up above   Cause the mania   Hysteria   In the streets   While ya lovers gettin merrier   In the sheets   I met this lady named   Sweet young thing and   She gave me that feelin   That sunshine bring in   Hordable   Sportable   Totally affordable   Silky smooth   Voice was real audible   I said your cool as Ice Cuba   She said, "your that Public Enemy   I seen on the tuba."   Naw   I'm like your Uncle baby   The style of your beautiful face   Drives me crazy   Well can we do ya so Heavy ah D?   She said, "You tried to play me   Like Big Dad-dy."   I said, "I know your Tribe   I Called and re-Quested   For you to be manifested."   She said, "You know the Same Gang and my Flava Unit too?"   I said, "You only knew the certain things I wanna do, do you?"   Rub ya down with warm Ice-T   Make ya feel Bran Nubien   In-stant-ly   Boogie Down   And check this Production   Gimme them lips   They look good for suction   She said, "Sweet tease   Cool with a little almond joy   On the side   Just doin' the fly"   You like poundcake?   Comin' to my house   Turn on the lights   And see me on the couch   I said, "Do the jingle   And your from around the way   I like your earrings   L's   But anyway   Your grand-daddy is   Here to spread cheer   Somethin nice and smooth   With my tounge in your ear   Give me a snack   Some Salt And Pepper on a burger   Ice Cube T   Or if you prefer the   Taste of honey Kid   Ride in my Capri and   That's the joint   They got the real clear CD in   She said, "Stars couldn't get me in a car   I don't know what type of man ya are   You might know karate   Do me and get away   I got a glimpse of your license plate   N-W-A."      Pink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by buildings   Pink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by buildings      Pink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by buildings   Pink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by buildings      She was Chubb-y and   Ready to Rock   Naughty By Nature and   Part of my private stock and   Ridin in the relax   Frame of mind and   Hmmmmmmmmmmmm   Hammer timin   Incredible   So edible   And unforgettable   Soft like a Q-Tip   I'd love to get with you   Cause I'm the type of guy that got props do   Feel it in mo and more   When I get ready for a showcase   Put together well   I go deep   And have an oil well   Show and tell   I said, "Yo-Yo   You're so intelligent   And elegent."   I n-I never Run to be D   With another MC   I got what I want   Right in front of me   I know a kid named K   He's a MD   Last time I heard   Yo, was gettin real friendly   Belly to belly and   Chest to chest   Thigh by thigh   Leg by leg and   I guess   Ain't no way to get ya out   Your so caught up S-E-X-U-A-L - sort   Of a freaky situation   With a peppermint twist   Ricky or Mike is next on the list   Nastified and all-funkified   Come'on   Come'on   Come'on   Ride   Can you hear?   Never fear   Whatcha hear   What ya hear   Is it clear?   Understand   And love ya big dear   And I will appear   My dear   With a beer   And bags full of cheer   And waterbed   YEAH   Cause I rumble and groan   She said, "You got to be bad to   Make the moanie moan."   Ain't no reason to front   On the way your life shown   Booyaa   How I'm jumpin' your bones   Like a Grand   Master in a Flash   Put out your cigarette   And rest your tired ash   All I wanna do   Is make woopie   Your my pink cookie   Not a wookie   When you take it off   I'd love a lookie   Cause I'ma mix it up toss style   Peace out   You got the sexual profile      Pink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by buildings   Pink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by buildings