Illusion, Coma, Pimp & Circumstance

歌詞

Chorus: She knew which fork 2 use But she couldn't dance So he hipped her 2 the funk In exchange 4 the finance Who's pimpin who when Nobody gets a second chance This is the story of illusion coma, pimp and circumstance She was older But rich beyond compare. She'd drop a thousand dollars At the salon Just to get her hair did He was good at compliments Better in the bunk She laced him with a crib in Paris. He hipped her 2 the funk Way 2 fine he was 4 her, A dirty dog in expensive fur As long as she's providing chips And whips We can do this funky thang As long as she was playing host He figured he would make the most Of those hips and lips He hooked her up rocked her coast to coast funky thang She was so ugly But rich beyond compare Dropped a couple hundred thousand Dollars on a silver whip Just 2 match the color of her hair She said, "I got plenty of what U need Put the spoon down honey come on let mama feed ya." Chorus Where was I oh yeah A gentleman he was He never spoke about her nose So prominent because In the dark it glowed If she was only tan Instead of so Lily White Her name was Doris But he called her Flo As in 'rescent that ain't right Florescent Every night A situation bound to fail As sure as Doris' skin was pale Money might talk But what does it say "you better get busy if ya wanna get paid" "Boy I used to be fine back in the day" Chorus Now Dance Dance He spent her money oh so well Takin baths in cold cristal He took a trip 2 burn an old flame in 'Frisco like Wow! When Doris caught him in her arms she shrugged her shoulders and said,"No harm...Just put your name on this pre-nup and we can all hit the disco!" Chorus Now Dance!