Sally Forth (Diggin' a Pony)

What's the bizzle my nizzle Instead of copping a pistol You should pocket a visual You could gobble the visceral Your a swamp full of minerals clways on edge like griscle tho Damn cnd I'm on my grind cnd your replacing a space of your time With a little insight into the mind of a rhyme saying mime With the dream in sight (Ya ya ya ya ya ya) Sally forth Bet she digging a pony Eyes wide shut while your leaking phony Copious cricks in the lips of the fish Cradle my baby while the twigs get split Got me lickin on her flesh Ya Got me entering her net Ya Got me dimming all the wits Ya Got me tripping every switch Getting on to something Oh Life's to short for stuffing Oh Your brain with waves I Can't contain what I mean to say is get Lost Get lost in the sauce that I drip when I drip like a Boss cnd we all Wanna be a rockstar cnd we all Just wanna be the fucking best