Figaro

I had to set it up, need to see the figaro
Cannot be not sure no more
Hope two condoms can't be low
I just seen the red smoke coming out my remembrall
Thought I wouldn't need the lube, now my dicks crooked like a bow
Tomorrow's Saturday night, Saturday night fever
I'll be on the dance floor, thinking bout my dinner
Fancy well cooked steak, feeling like a sinner
Accompanied with fine wine, fill it to the border, uh
I can't get when someone's robbing and running for nothing
You don't need to harm yourself and pass all your life running
You could educate yourself and be a better person
I've seen all the episodes, gon' be your last season
I had to set it up, need to see the figaro
Cannot be not sure no more
Hope two condoms can't be low
I just seen the red smoke coming out my remembrall
Thought I wouldn't need the lube, now my dicks crooked like a bow