game
smokin’ hot bagels on each of my arms,
rings can’t resist all my oven-baked charms
sesames, poppies, onions and wheats, i make ’em all come leave their crumbs in my sheets
pickin’ up roundies wherever i go, they spread their cream cheese before i say hello
to all you shy bagels who can’t keep it real, don’t hate the eata’, just hate the meal
sesames, poppies, onions and wheats, i make ’em all come leave their crumbs in my sheets
pickin’ up roundies wherever i go, they spread their cream cheese before i say hello
to all you shy bagels who can’t keep it real, don’t hate the eata’, just hate the meal
