Kwayzar - I Can Still Do It | Текст песни

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My image is deceiving
Don't start believing, what you see on the surface
My face, a road map
Of gullies and ravines but you don't see my genes
Pumping me up, like a young juvenile
Senile, but not in my dictionary
Girls, yeah, you better be wary
Sneak a peak at my physique, you're gonna shriek
Cause I'm a health freak, palates and yoga
I ginkgo baloba parsley broccoli
Puffing on my magic weed flax seed
500 grams a day of horny goat weed
So I can give the girls all the wood they need
Proud of my stuff, when she says what's up
Don't have clone my testosterone
I got enough left for sex on the cell phone

I can still do it
Yeah, I can still do it
Oh, I can still do it
Yeah, I can still do it

All hype, stereo type, a guy over eighty?
Can't cut the mustard, Soft as custard
What's bouncing in his head, ain't bouncing in his bed
It's all a myth, and I get so pissed
I make a fist with they insist
My family jewels can make a Christmas list
I get so pissed, when I see a swinger
It's mind over matter, good God
Suddenly I'm a tripod
I'll pole vault a ramp like a champ
I'm looking like a stamp
Sex is war, no bugle tootin
Until my weapon of choice (boing) is saluting
The vitamin rainbow, pumping my main flow
Night to day glow, and so I say so
I love a dessert, I lather my body
A little fat yogurt, uh-huh, oh yeah, hey!

Erectile dysfunction?
I say without compunction
At this particular junction
Ain't my malfunction
No prostate's gonna state the state my prostates gonna be in
Restate the ? not the state I'm trying to be in
And years before my time
Put me out the pasture
No longer the master
And that is a disaster
We're talking sun city, well shove the pity
Cause I ain't living in limp dick city
I eat tons of keil, I eat it like a whale
My six pack abs ? Chippendale
I'm the go go
Cilantro my mo-jo, collard greens my green ho
Beets, organic meats, gluten free wheat's

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