Lyrics:
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Americans from the U.S.A.
A Montmartre lady drops her hanky
And slyly winks her eye
That's only for the Yankee
The Frenchman wouldn't buy
Then you said toodle-ee-doo...
I miss the hanky-panky...
Each nighty-night till three...
Come back, my lovey-dovey baby...
And cootchie-coo with
jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
Trampoline
Sharing clothes, that's trampy
Splitting bills, that's trampy
All this hanky panky, now
the Westside fuckin' up the program
With the surplus hanky hangin' out the Brougham
Dub Sizzla, dippin' on them 'draulics and D's
Spittin' shells at you niggaz
fake
I’m not a Rolly with a tick tock
Atlanta repper in the home of the Yankee
Rose wood suit on with the hanky
I got rich from the zones of the stanky
He couldn't withstand the snake bite, there is no hanky
Don't you put your hands too close and try to approach
I won't snap at you I'm goin for
Pruno and Kool-Aid
She had a tattoo gun made out of a cassette motor and a guitar string
She soaked a hanky in three Roses and rubbed it on the spot
One finds you
May this song remind you
That they don't serve breakfast in hell
Breakfast clubbers dropped the hankies
Though to some our friend
Now your girl lookin' real, real stanky, ain't she?
Cause she know you lookin' at the waitress thinkin' hanky-panky
Her attitude is wonderful, even
Now it's love that makes this world go round
'Cause we all love hanky-panky (Do ya)
Keep one eye on an Englishman
But you'd better keep two
One finds you
May this song remind you
That they don't serve breakfast in hell
Breakfast clubbers dropped the hankies
Though to some our friend
to it)
You can do it, baby, baby (Let's do it, get to it)
Verse 2:
Damn, I'm feelin frisky
Come and sit down wit me
Conversate about hanky panky
Mister, I asked him for a hanky, he asked if he could spank me
So why'd you disrespect me, sir?
Were you thinking I'm misguided or were you tryin to hide
without liquid
Some thank me for putting the hanky in panky
Slapping stanky like lightning, sticking Yankees like Benjamin Franky
Fuck buying kitty cases
Mister, I asked him for a hanky, he asked if he could spank me
So why'd you disrespect me, sir?
Were you thinking I'm misguided or were you tryin to hide
without her
(Holy water)
With her hanky in her hand
(Holy water)
So you don't ever want for anything
(Holy water)
If my grandmother ever sees the internet
splitting bills, that's trampy
All this hanky panky, now her hand prints on my Banksy
I'm just strictly speaking, Anne Frankly, all my girls is fancy
In
his bed pan and his hanky
He is terminally cranky
(Though no doctor around's
Found a thing that's wrong with him)
But how I do go on! I try to keep it
[Verse 1]
Down here Memphis no hanky panky
And we ride whips on twanky twanky's
Thugged out club scene dranky dranky
That cristy cristy til' we
watching through the binoculars.
Thing-fish: (contd.)
Makin' matters woise, de italian dat be ownin' yo' nativity bungalow been wondrin' 'bouts de hanky an'
(Let's do it, get to it)
Damn, I'm feelin frisky
Come and sit down wit me
Conversate about hanky panky
And a little dranky wanky
Tell me bout your
hoochie-coo
'cause I like messin'round
I like mess around with you
I like the hanky-panky
I like the boogaloo
But what I like to do the best
Is
white lace hanky marked the text that she would use
She'd breathe into that microphone and send us all to hell
She had a guitar picker by the name
can get your fender bent
I treat girls just like pastry
Mmmm tasty!
Very kinky when it comes to hanky panky
A well known player, but not for
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