2004-03-20 - 5:42 a.m.
You say you need a high, One not quickly brought back down. You want to fly, Away from all your trouble here at home.
Well I can be your dope man, I'll be your buzz. Baby I'm your right hand, Better than any crack ever was.
Between my legs you'll find your pipe, Just give me your lips and I'll show you the way down. Like fresh picked fruit nice and ripe, Just open your mouth and wrap your lips around.
I'm your dope dealer baby, Your candy man. My sugar will drive you crazy, Till you really believe youre one lucky lady.
On my knees I will please, Taking you to the mountain top. Take you to heavens door with the golden keys, Give you a hit till you beg me to stop.
Because Im your pusher.
