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Tytuł: Pussy galore

  • Wykonawca: The Roots
  • Wy¶wietleń: 258
Dancin' on the dance floor
   Girl, it's you that I adore
   Step off stage and scream for more
   All I see, pussy galore
   Snap my fingers, make you mine
   If not, I'll snap a second time
   After that, I guarantee
   You will be standing next to me
  
   [Verse 1]
   Yo, my own head once said, it's more powerful than cocaine
   Freaks dancin' in a line like Soul Train
   To get your pride up, that extra push
   Niggaz lookin' for the time of their life, coppin' a rush
   Yo I know sis', dawg, her name Lorraine
   She's a thick brick house with a chocolate frame
   I went to school with her
   Twelfth grade, I used to fool with her
   She put me on with her squad, I got cool with her
   She used to say she wanted to be a doctor
   And couldn't nothin' stop her
   From gettin' up that cash
   For tuition, even if she had to shake that ass
   Fucked up, her money ain't accumulatin' that fast
   Lorraine know it's real, 'cause sex controls America
   Turn the TV on, it's in the open on the regular, yo
   What the freaks in the video for?
   Fuck a song, gimme a thong, and pussy galore
  
   You see, life is about marketing pussy galore
   Every time I turn around, there's more pussy galore
   Nations going to war for the pussy galore
   Even the cash could afford all the pussy galore
   Yo, gang wars, more pussy galore
   From the screen to the record store, pussy galore
   Every time I turn around, there's more pussy galore
   Even the cash could afford all the pussy galore
  
   [Verse 2]
   Yo, desire and lust can make a man kill
   Or jump off the bridge, cuffed to a motherfuckin' anvil
   So it's promoted like it is so all y'all know
   Keep a nigga under the spell, you under control
   But yo, I seen it make people slit they wrists
   Weakness, pussy make a spy say secrets
   But what for? Cause sex is the law
   ???, many an empire rise and fall
   From the squares to the players
   From the pimps to the whores
   To big checks that never would have been endorsed
   Ya know, I sit back and just peep thangs
   9 outta 10, it's the same songs, only the beat changed
   So don't be lookin' at your peeps strange
   When I conduct a little Litmus test up in your heat range
   That's when you see me up on stage with six
   Wicked ass chicks fittin to get crunk with this
  
   Life is about marketing pussy galore
   Every time I turn around, there's more pussy galore
   Corporations going to war over the pussy galore
   Even the cash could afford all the pussy galore
   Yo, gang wars, more pussy galore
   From the screen to the record stores, pussy galore
   Every time I turn around, there's more pussy galore
   Every time I turn around, there's more pussy galore
  
   [Verse 3]
   Yo, fresh cut, with the thick black velour
   With the black ??? sneaks, headed out for tour
   Lookin' out the limo window up at the billboards
   200 miles, she was the only thing I saw
   Promotin' everything, from the liquor to the nicotine
   Cell phones, anti-histamines, chicken wings
   You gotta show a little skin to get them listening
   For real yo, the world is a sex machine
   Full of pretty freaks in designer jeans
   That go to extremes to conjure all kinds of schemes
   Half the time, it ain't even responsibly
   Tryin' to take me some place I'm not tryin to be
   Ghetto, Sin City, where the P is free
   You catch a bid far worser than a 1 to 3
   All up in the after-hours on the second floor
   For that good thing, that keep 'em comin' back for more, ya heard me
  
   It's about marketing the pussy galore
   Every time I turn around, there's more pussy galore
   Nations going to war for the pussy galore
   Even the cash could afford all the pussy galore
   Dig it, gang wars, more pussy galore
   From the screen to the record store, pussy galore
   Even the cash could afford all the pussy galore
   More pussy galore, more pussy galore
  
   Yo, dancin' on the dance floor
   Girl, it's you that I adore
   Step off stage and scream for more
   All I see, pussy galore
   Snap my fingers, make you mine
   If not, I'll snap a second time
   After that, I guarantee
   You will be standing next to me
  
   Dancin' on the dance floor
   Girl, it's you that I adore
   Step off stage and scream for more
   All I see, pussy galore
   Snap my fingers, make you mine
   If not, I'll snap a second time
   After that, I guarantee
   You will be standing next to me