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Peachfuzz Lyrics - Mr. Hood - Kmd

Oh Pete Nice? I'm smoother than him, man I mean 

He wears suits and all, you know no disrespect 

 

Yeah right, just a thought 

 

Heavy D yo, the girls they love me 

They love me, I just know it 

 

Yea Positive K? He's dip dip divin 

 

Yeah right 

 

Yeah LL, yo he might keep the girls 

But yo, I'm the man 

I'm the man, as a matter of fact 

Yo, see they laughin at me man 

 

I'm the man 

 

Yo, that ain't right 

Yo, well anyway 

 

By the hairs of my chinny chin chin, gots many plus plenty 

String by string, I think I counts like twenty 

If you loan me a ear, I'll return it with interest 

If not, I'll simply twist the wrist 

So listen up closely, with thoughts to recoup me 

Cause I hope to gross like ten cent per groupie 

Now only if I had two G's per strand 

Ask my anchor banker, he understands 

I used to wrap my hand around a cold gold can 

Someone once said health is wealth, so check self 

I gots a perfect check up, 'cept for a hiccup, roll with no stick up 

How can I keep the goya nectars on my shelf? 

Oh boya how I searched for an employer 

But before Zeale Huckleberry film was in Tom Sawyer 

Now use your imagination, just a smidgen 

If I was a bird I'd be a pigeon 

Succumb one to crumbs and pizza crust, when every fella can 

Eat fresh fish and live fat like pelican 

Then again, that's only if your capable for freckles 

Or blue eyes , I settle for Heckle n' Jeckle 

While I chuckle at my man with the cellular phone 

The only phone I own's a funky xylophone's tone 

Ain't no joint in, annoyin high pitched ringin 

We do the tap twist and twitch bringin 

Through soul and this cordless thingamajig 

Sure as Onyx's clippers etch a clue to your wig 

We'll do the gig so make your mind 

The pipe, the bowl or us fiddlers, don't riddle us 

I'll even ride a bus to the coast if clear 

For okay pay, I'll say 

Now all this runnin round's kickin me right in the rear 

And still I'm judged by the hairs on my chinny chin chin 

And I'm able to hit a skin 

Just like my man Puba Maxwell, so I'm smooth 

 

Yeah, candy get the job done but yo, I take care of business 

 

{Peachfuzz} Now what's up with this peachfuzz nonsense? 

{Peachfuzz} What are y'all talkin about this peachfuzz? 

{Peachfuzz} Nah, I just got one thing to say 

 

{Peachfuzz} Ahh man 

 

By the hairs of my chinny chin chin, six black hairs 

String by string, I think I counts five pairs 

That's a little, but still, can I get a thumbs up? 

At least for the peachfuzz that sums up 

A tidbit, yeah that's it, but who gives a sugar 

Honey iced tea besides me 

For if, I ever riff, yet and still, windmills 

So I take time just to kill 

I say cute is for a bear, teddy bear like Teddy Ruxpin 

Would I be handsome if I pimped in a tux then 

Smoked a cigar with some black chinese shoes then 

Picked up some friends in my Benz and start cruisin 

Huh, that's a dream that I ain't even livin 

If that makes a man, surely I'll recommend 

I'll stay a toy boy eatin Butterfingers 

With Knowledge of Self, and colorin books on my shelf 

I wanna grow up, cause maybe if I did then 

I wouldn't be treated like a Toys 'R Us kid when 

They counts ten upon my chin 

By the hairs of my peachfuzz, let's say each was 

An inch, psych because I can't pull or pinch 

It's a wrench, and I thought life would be a cinch 

But anyway, anyhow, let's talk about someway somehow 

That I can make my peachfuzz grow out 

Really, do I need beard that grows with no pores 

Just to be respected and resemble Santa Claus? 

Hear this clear, I'm a MAN I tell ya 

No dreams or drugs like the slugs will I ever sell ya 

A man I am, in the body of a youth 

So don't play me like I'm Born Universe Truth Truth 

So when I knock at your hearts, let me in 

And judge me not by the hairs of my chinny chin chin 

 

Yeah, that's what we call, pimpin presence yo 

Call me tonight, knowhatI'msayin? 

 

You got it 

 

Yeah, you know I eat no pork 

So why can't I be as smooth as my man Dr. York? 

I see none 

 

Yo, I'm smoother than the bottom of Hammer's shoes 

After three hundred spins 

 

No love here 

No hair on my chest, but my boy Ak West, I'm just smoother 

I'm just smoother 

 

Yeah right 

 

I'm definitely smoother than y'all just saw 

 

It's about time 

 

I'm sayin, yo but, I don't want to hear 

{Peachfuzz} none of this peachfuzz nonsense 

{Peachfuzz} Peachfuzz 

{Peachfuzz} You know 

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{Peachfuzz} He's a little boy 

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