Chameleon

Oh she move like Chameleon
Yeah man she blending in
You can't see her true skin
Because she move like Cameleon
She Blending in
Oh she move like Chameleon
Yeah man she blending in
You can't see her true skin
Because she move like Cameleon
She Blending in

Blending it I blend it up
I've grabbed the grub
I hit the pub
I slipped the scrub
Into the shrub
My skin is grey no rub a dub
Bubba shrimp I'm not a simp
I've got a limp I'm not a pimp
So thin man it's oh so skimpy
I'm liking it fat when the backs just blimpy
She liking the way that I krump (Marge)
Giving the backend a bit of a bump
Don't give a fuck when I'm fucking it up
Downing a bottle I'm filling with rum
Not into the math's but I'm knowing the sum
When I'm pushing the stick to the side of her bum
And I'm flickin' her nip till I'm hearin' her cum
I can see straight through
All the lies and deceit I bet it all comes true
What you knew who you knew
It's all deep in the past
Coming out the woodwork to bite
Like a snake in the grass
I'm not laughing I'm grafting
When I'm not charming I'm shafting
White water rafting upon this darling
That's probably why she finds the attraction alarming
Pulling out the stops I'm never stopping like Stalin

Oh she move like Chameleon
Yeah man she blending in
You can't see her true skin
Because she move like Cameleon
She Blending in
Oh she move like Chameleon
Yeah man she blending in
You can't see her true skin
Because she move like Cameleon
She Blending in

She a little hitler let me paint a picture
She was everything a man could want
But that's only from the front
From the back man you couldn't hack it
We were back and forth call us tennis
Cause we're making a racket
But it's a game for her
It was love, set and match for me
She the perfect catch but actually
I'm failing with the accuracy
I thought she was but really it was torturous
Take the us away and it's just torture
Now I'm morpheus
She ain't the chosen one
She ain't my Neo
A lioness I guess that's what you get for messing with a leo
Here's the picture there was two of us but now a trio
And this happened before like we here in rio
De Janeiro I mean Deja Vu
Man I ain't got a clue what these evil women
Be planning they come and they creep and they ruin
And whilst you're sitting and stewing a storms brewing
Cause she doing what she shouldn't be doing
So I'm proving my worth on this earth
I even stopped cursing with words
I do what I want when I can
And I can do what I want when I work
Hard at the stuff that I like
No energy to the village bike
I'm wrong when I talk to the likes of her
So I walk with the walk of a proud man
That don't deal with 'em
When they move like a chameleon
Your mum



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Writer(s): Owen Bennett
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