Lyrics:

Axamillion morals, difference in opinion

I was with him, he had 7 jack and cokes in him

They had platform heels, nose job bills

And some look like their ill with the fucked up grill

Supermodels on my 'D', 1 2 3

He said '2 for you, 2 for me'

Face like a saint, suckin' like a sinner

Cocaine makes you thinner, cocaine makes you thinner





Chorus:

I got supermodels on my 'D' (3x)





Like Roger Grimsby on eye witness news

Man he'll tell you the truth while he's singin' the blues

Just like gasarama on Avenue B

He'll check under the hood, man he'll teach you Tai Chi

He laughed and with a gesture bought a drinks for the girls

He said 'You gotta have the love in this fucked up world'

You gotta have the love in this fucked up world

You gotta have that sweet, sweet love

That keeps you warm at night - ooo bop bop shabba

You gotta have that love, for the world

the world ain't what it's cracked up, get it cracked up to be - ha ha ha

Shoo be doo bop bop





I got Supermodels on my 'D' (8x)





Can't you see, can't you see

That I got a supermodel on my 'D' (repeat to end)