typeracer

O.P.P. how can I explain it. I'll take you frame by frame it, to have y'all jumpin' shall we singin' it. O is for other, P is for people scratchin' temple. The last P, well, that's not that simple. It's sorta like another way to call a cat a kitten. It's five little letters that are missin' here. You get on occasion at the other party as a game 'n it seems I gotta start to explainin', bust it. You ever had a girl and met her on a nice hello. You get her name and number and then you feelin' real mellow. You get home, wait a day, she's what you wanna know about, then you call up and it's her girlfriend or her cousin's house. It's not a front, F to the R to the O to the N to the T. It's just her boyfriend's at her house (boy, that's what is scary).