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    The Roots

    Pussy Galore

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    Добавлена 20 февраля 2008 пользователем AND1

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    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

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