She's my passion orange guava
That body hot as lava
Pogs and slammers
Pogs and slammers
When we come together its like cardboard meeting metal
Pogs and slammers
Pogs and slammers
When I met her on the sidewalk she was throwing down
She had a skull and cross bones
And an evil clown
I whipped out my disk and presented it with pride
A single tear formed at the corner of her eye
She my passion orange guava
That body hot as lava
Pogs and slammers
Pogs and slammers
When we come together its like cardboard meeting metal
Pogs and slammers
Pogs and slammers
We made a simple trade
In the parking lot
An eyeball for a spider
I felt like a hot shot
She left satisfied
What more can I say
Seems like both of us had a pretty slamming day
Ooh pogs and slammers
Ohh pogs and slammers
Ohh pogs and slammers
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