Sage Francis - Dirty Mac lyrics

Your girl's been spending lots of
Time at my place
I been helpin her remove the
Makeup from her fine face
Telling her to go "Au Natural"
And she trust me cause I'm your pal
Thats my style
(Vrooom) I drive the Dirty Mac truck
Convincing her to drink that whole 30 rack up
I sit until I think your girly's mad drunk
Then I turn the dirty mac up
What you and her, we shacked up
Well that sucks, we been getting close lately
Special time adds up so don't hate me
It's all about bologna
Draperies, beef sticks, and meat curtains
Monthly afternoons of bloody hatchet
Wounds and grease purses
I'm the salt in her pepper
The hop in her steppa
The broccoli in her mi douth
But she don't want no chedda
(She don't want no chedda?) Naw
She want somethin betta
I'd like to thank you homes you
The reason why I met her who's cryin?