Pussy Galore

歌詞

Dancin on the dance floor Girl it's you that I adore Step on stage and scream for more All I see Pussy Galore Snap my fingers make you mine If not I'll snap a 2nd time. After that I guarantee you will be standing next to me An old head once said, "that's more power for the cocaine. Freaks dancing on line like Soul Train" To give your product that extra push Niggas lookin for the time of their life, coppin a rush Yo I know sis, Dog, her name Lorraine She that thick brick house with the chocolate frame I went to school with her, 12th grade I used to fool with her She put me on with her squad, I got cool with her She useta say she wanna be a doctor and couldn't nothing stop her From giving up that cash for tuition even if She had to "shake that ass" Fucked up her money ain't accumulate that fast Lorraine know it's real, and sex control America Turn the T.V. it's in the open on the regular, yo What the freaks in the video for? Fuck a song, give me a thong and Pussy Galore Chorus You see, life's about marketing and Pussy Galore Every time I turn around it's more Pussy Galore Nations goin to war for the Pussy Galore Either the cash, the raw or the Pussy Galore Yo, gang wars more Pussy galore From the streets to the record store Every time I turn around it's more Pussy Galore Either the cash, the raw or the Pussy Galore Yo desire and lust can make a man kill Or jump off a bridge cuffed to a muthafuckin anvil So it's promoted like that's all yawl know Keep a nigga under the spell you under control But Yo I seem to make people slit they wrists Weakness, pussy make a spots they secrets But what for, cause sex is the law, law And done been many an empire rise and fall From the Squares to the Players to the Pimps and Whores To big checks that never would have been endorsed You know, I just sit back and just peep things 9 out of 10 it's the same song, only the beat changed So don't be looking at Tariq strange When I conduct a little litmus test up in your heat range That's when you see me on stage with 6 Wicked ass chicks Finna get crunk with this Chorus Fresh cut, with the thick black velour With the black Louis sneaks Headin out for tour Looking out the limo window up at the billboards For 200 miles, She was the only thing I saw Promoting everything from the liquor, to the nicotine, cell phones, antihistamine, chicken wings. You gotta show a little skin to get them listening, for real Yawl know the world is a sex machine Full of, pretty freaks in designer jeans Who go to extremes to conjure all kinds of schemes Half the time it ain't even responsibly Trying to take me somewhere I ain't tryna 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 2nd floor For that good thang that keep em comin back for more Chorus Bridge x2 Pussy Galore x2