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