No Chorus - Har Mar Superstar

Screw the chorus

I don’t need it

I had this demo chick

She was singin' on my track

Never got to work ‘cause I be checkin' out her back

That, tap worthy healthy round ass

I couldn’t resist to give it a slap

Her eyes lit like an overload

And she gave it to me on the mixin' board

Now I’m on top on the control room floor

Couldn’t help but notice it was quarter past four, OH NO!

My baby gets off of work at five

And the traffic starts to the west on this ride

Finished up with a lick I’m out in record time

Jumped in the hoopty, put it in drive

Whoops!

I forgot it’s smokin' time

4−2-0 so the spliff did light

My watery eyes spied a traffic jam

The carpool lane was my only chance

Flew by the ass of my pants

But I couldn’t see the trap at the top of that ramp

Whoop, Whoop

The sirens did blow

Cops caught me cheatin' on ninety-fohh

I know there’s only two ways these things can go

One for Har Mar and one for Po Po

Smiled in delight as she reached my front door

This lady cop knows not what she’s in for

I lead her eyes to the bulge in my pants

Let her get a glimpse of the holy land

She tried to hold her emotions back

But when I licked my lips she had no chance

I said

Beep beep

I’m all up in your grill

Just to let you know how my body feel

I need a piece of what your panties conceal

I want to get caught and give you this thrill

She threw me in to the back of her squad

Hand cuffed me up to each side of her bra

She said (escape)

And i ripped it off

When we started grindin' she ‘bout lifted off

Any mess I made I licked it off

So she kissed my ticket and she ripped it up

When I got home I loved what I found

My girl was masturbating to the Har Mar sound

My baby gets off when I get around

So I told her everything and turned the lights down