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Pimpin'
F U wanna no just where the phun = Pimp's = where every1 who's NE1 = F UR lookin 4 somethin so phisticated I'm tellin U honey, that shit's over-rated F U got the $, he's got the phunky F U got the gravy, he's got the groovy They're pimpin' N Oaktown + N NYC They're pimpin' down N L A + N Sodom-by-the-Sea They dig him N England + they love him N France When they hear that Pimp beat they got 2 get up + dance Once the party starts it lasts all nite F U wanna boogie, Pimp will treat U rite F UR achin' 2 B shakin' UR booty He can't offer U Truth but Pimp's got plenty of Beauty Step inside + sample his wares He'll help U 4get all of UR cares He's got the goods + that's what U got Better get UR oven mittens cuz the contents R hot He's on UR 8-track tape + he's on CD Thay play him N the elevator + on M T V It's not the eveready bunny or the kiebler elf It's the Pimp + he's so sexy he could pimp himself P I M P, I got a snooty full o' booty + I'm a P I G P H A T, Nobody's gonna touch me 'less they're phat + ugly U G L Y, I'm a superstar cuz I'm superfly P 2 the I 2 the M 2 the P I got a P H D N Phunkology Pimpin' - There's a Party In My Pants We're Pimpin' - Put UR Pennies In My Pocket Pimpin' - Pleasure = My Profession We're Pimpin' - O lemme spell it out 4 U P I M P, Def, dope, + stoopid, freshness guaranteed D O P E, The def lead the def N my territory K I N G, I'm the K I N G, of every thing from A 2 L M N O P 2 the I 2 the M 2 the P Igot a P H D N Phunkology. back 2 the top Suck My Dick Can't wait 2 feel UR lips wrappin' around me I'm gonna buck my hips, U make me feel so happy U bring me N touch w/my higher soul I'm closer 2 God when I'm N UR wet hole U suck mine + I'll suck yours We'll do each other like $50 whores Suck my dick Suck my dick It don't taste so bad, pretend it's a popsicle Cum on now U'll get used 2 it, Y U being so fickle? Oo baby Y must we quarrel? Let's make up + get a little oral I'll suck yours + U suck mine I swear baby I'll pull out N time Suck my dick, slobber all over me It's only natural because we no how 2 B free Suck me off all day + all night Suck it good but baby please don't bite Suck my dick it's the best kind of sex U better practice 2 repress UR gag reflex I'll play the leader + then U can follow me They say it's not safe so U best not swallow me Suck my dick cuz I no UR a freak Better hurry cuz I'm about 2 spring a leak Gimme a blow so U can check my pulse It ain't no trouble cuz we're both consenting adults Bob on my cob like UR lips are made of flubber Just keep UR pants on til I put on my rubber I'm good 'n ready it's a whole day since I masturbated Now U just lie back, it's hi time I reciprocated I'll suck yours + U suck mine N the kitchen, on the beach doin' 69. back 2 the top Drama Queen Drama Queen, no I can't take U N my face every day with UR attitude Drama Queen, U no UR actin like a fool whatthefuck = up w/U? Drama Queen, F U don't calm down right this minute gonna hafta slap U Drama Queen, just take a bow get off the stage this show = thru Now hold up a minute What exactly = it that U want me to do? Stop fussin' w/UR hair Believe me no one's gonna be lookin @ U Just put down that phone UR mama can't always solve all UR issues No I won't leave U alone So stop UR cryin, don't use up all the tissues All the world's a stage + U R just a player Y don't U act UR age U ain't no Liz Taylor Life = just a game UR the star N UR own show F U want 2 start somethin C'mon babe let's go Hurry up + put on UR face No amout of makeup can hide the truth This isn't the time or the place It's not a court of law + I don't need proof Now let's just sit down + talk No amout of shouting can make me go away This might come as a shock but this = real + not a play + that = Y I say that U R just a Drama Queen, Y = it every time we go out there's a scene? Drama Queen, Y = it every night U gotta no where I've been? Drama Queen, U no I love U baby I'm not tryin 2 B mean but sometimes I just wish U wouldn't B such a Drama Queen back 2 the top Grown Man Cry Come over here, boy, tell me what UR name = UR lookin' cute, smokin' those filterless cigs = that real leather, = UR hair really blond? Who'd U get 2 help U pull them tight jeans on? I like the way U shaved UR head around the side Bangs pulled down over 1 eye It's enuf 2 make a grown man cry Come over here, boy, tell me what UR game = U look electro-cute, all piercings + pouty red lips Did I catch U lookin' @ me just a little 2 long? Y'd U ask the time, when U got a watch on? I felt U pressing up behind me + N the dark nite I heard U smile It's enuf 2 make a grown man cry back 2 the top Pretty Boy When I walked N2 that restaurant + I first looked @ UR smile Well my whole heart just broke apart + fell N2 a pile I knew that U had flashed those teeth @ lots of other guys But U no me I only C the love that's N UR eyes When I walked N2 that restaurant, I had something 2 do But I forgot the whole damn lot when I first looked @ U Don't no what I was thinkin', givin' U that note Words can't describe the things I felt besides the things I wrote Diga me Diga me Pretty Boy Diga me Te amo I was sure surprised when U called up on the phone But even more so when U showed up w/UR chaperone Then the sparks flew when I finally got U all alone I think it's fate I can't wait 'til I get 2 take U home How could I no how young U were, I'm so nervous UR so sure Maybe I'm feelin' 2 intense but I don't believe N accidents U tell me that U want me but U say we're only friends I count the seconds til I get 2 C UR legs again Now don't go playin' games w/me cuz I ain't keepin' score Please believe me when I say I've never felt this way b4 Everytime I talk 2 U my status seems 2 change I hardly even no U so Y do I feel so strange? Don't even no, don't even care F this weird dream = real All I want = U 2 tell exactly how U feel, tell me. back 2 the top Don't Ask Don't Tell Don't ask me F I love U + I won't tell U that I don't Don't ask me F I'll call U + I won't tell U that I won't Don't tell me that U want me + I won't ask U F U do Don't ask F we're 2gether + I won't tell U that we're through Don't ask me 2 start over + I won't tell U it will fail Don't ask 4 my new #, I'll tell U just send me an e-mail Don't tell me that UV changed until I ask F U love me still Don't come until I ask U + boy, I'm telling U I never will Don't ask don't tell, don't ask don't tell U no we never talk about it but baby maybe it's just as well Don't ask don't tell, don't ask don't tell I no UR N the military but, Mary, that's not very fair 2 me back 2 the top Stalker Slippin' through the nite like a sharp knife No way U can hide UR natural reacton 2 fight or flight Pickin' up the scent w/carniverous intent My feelings a torrent of desire 2 posses this animal N distress U can't repress UR pheremones leaking from erogenous zones U sense UR not alone so U try 2 find a pay phone 2 avert this disaster then U walk a little faster down the Castro I cruise, peruse, I choose U I C U, I need U, I haunt U, I want U I'm right behind U spent all night tryin' 2 find U I'm so hot 4 U my libido will blind U I C UR throat tense when U swallow As U sense UR being followed Looking over UR shoulder UR blood runs a little colder U duck N2 a store 2 pretend 2 look @ porno Back N2 a tight corner trying not 2 look so vulnerable I push against UR arm the skin = warm I hear UR voice falter when U say OK UV fallen prey 2 the stalker back 2 the top Love = a Negative Emotion Love = a negative emotion Especially F UR a Serbo-Croatian My magic 8 ball was wrong again He said let's just B friends Love = a negative emotion Especially F UR a refugee Laotian My mood ring has faded 2 grey How can I go on living this way? I don't feel like eating, I don't feel like sleeping I don't feel like talking, I don't feel like walking I don't feel like working, I don't feel like jerking My bio-rhythm = hitting the ceiling Am I supposed 2 enjoy this feeling? Emotion, lotion, Serbo-Croatian Ocean, potion, refugee Laotian Notion, commotion, love + devotion Erosion, implosion, negative emotion back 2 the top Coma Sutra Sometimes I get tired of the same old thing The more things stay the same the more they change Sometimes I wonder F anything = real I don't no what 2 think or how 2 feel I want 2 make $, I want 2 make music I want 2 B happy, I want 2 have fun I want 2 have friends, I want 2 have sex I want 2 have a lover, I want 2 B alone Sometimes everybody starts 2 look the same They never seem 2 weary of their game Their little plastic houses hold their little plastic beds Their little peg-shaped bodies hold their little round, bald heads I want 2 move forward, I want 2 stay put I want 2 take a trip, I want 2 go home I want 2 keep quiet, sometimes I want 2 scream I want 2 tell a story, sometimes I gotta sing That big old wheel just keeps turning round A whole new universe born without a sound F U want 2 B happy no 1 can tell U how Heaven's already here, right now. back 2 the top Speed Queen She goes down every Sunday 2 her local launderette Been saving quarters all week long as many as she can get Wearing clothes she hasn't worn since '83, her hair's a fright Her face glazed like a doughnut from staying up all the night W/her box of sparkling white detergent powder she's a sight She's a speed queen, speed queen spinning 'round N her frenzied dream She's a speed queen, speed queen she cleans just like a washing machine Her mind = shaking violently like an unbalanced load She reaches N her Hefty bag + pulls out the dirty clothes She seperates her darks from lights + unrolls the balled-up socks Then pours N the non-chlorine bleach until the shirts stand up + talk Nothing irritates her like a broken agitator While waiting 4 the rinse cycle she writes bad poetry (rinse cycle, rinse cycle) While waiting 4 the spin cycle she cleans the lavatory (spin cycle, spin cycle) 2 no 1 N particular she talks incessantly Then she runs the load a 2nd time just 2 make sure it's clean No 1 dares 2 pry her from the new electric dryer. back 2 the top Torch Song I fell N love N Paris Been N town an hour or 2 When he kissed me like French boys do I fell N love N Paris Together 4 2 blissful days Promenade along the quais He broke my heart N Paris He held a torch 4 an old flame So I lost this sad sweet game I fell N love N Paris I fell N lust N London The cutest boy I'll ever C Can't believe he wanted me I fell N lust N London Fair + sassy, his daddy's loaded Then he kissed me + I exploded I lost my mind N London He had 2 work, I had 2 fly I only got 1 last kiss goodbye I fell N lust N London. back 2 the top
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