Lyrics:
to get up time to get up, up, up
Every night is Halloween
Normal people are so fuckin' boring
It's midnight (Midnight) time to get up
Time to get up time
want to be,
You're gonna have to learn pimpology.
Pimpology, a pimp's profession.
Can't be effected by the Great Depression.
So if you want to be
counting dirty money since 12:30
A.M., weigh them
If they short, take them right back and spray him, amen
Yeah, I just do my Wayne
And every time I do
in the hills, trying to find my place.
Getting lost, getting tossed, getting found and clowned.
Every time you see Short baby, you get down.
'Cause
Brass buttons, green silks and silver shoes
My mind was young until she grew
My secret thoughts known only by the few
It was a dream much to real
buttons, green silks and silver shoes
My mind was young until she grew
My secret thoughts known only by the few
It was a dream much to real
To be leaned
each and every strand
Oh the way that she moves me,
Soaks me in oxytocin absolutely.
Dive through her eyes a thousand times,
Hipnotised by the cutie.
Brass buttons, green silks and silver shoes
My mind was young until she grew
My secret thoughts known only by the few
It was a dream much to real
knew nothin to be for free
The recipe consists of space, time and energy
Physical isolation escapin, revelation every since creation
I see the slaves
are
Satisfaction is my reaction
Every time I'm near your heart
Can you feel it?
Know you see it
So many people in pain
Thank Jah for the love we
to the side, still refusing to relinquish my plantation house
I'm Booker T. Washington in a red, pinstriped double-breasted suit with red silk socks and a pair
you down with abuse
In the silk sheet of time
I will find peace of mind
Love is a bed full of blues
And I've got the blues for you
And I've got
you down with abuse
In the silk sheet of time
I will find peace of mind
Love is a bed full of blues
And I've got the blues for you
And I've got
ride
Yeah you know it's a vibe yeah
Girl loves me by my side
And you know she a vibe yeah
Slow creeping through the night
Every time it's a vibe yeah
in that sexy silk gown
Drink up your white wine
Cos it's good loving at the right time
At the right time, loving at the right time
Cos it's good loving
nothing but a hoe!
Bet you fell in love with her man!
You can't turn a hoe into a housewife fool
Every time you turn your back that bitch is fucking with
conquered
At every turn there were victories
And the men came and the men went
And some of them might have stayed
But their dreams weren't silk or linen
black silk clothes
My skin crawled as he said
"Please come on in"
His house was filled
With every occultic symbol you could fathom
Hanging
it was in your self-conscience
I know it's hard to believe a million sold
Every time I start bustin, you lose control
My verbal coalition is
blue gown,
When I first wandered down into town,
I was so proud inside,
As I felt every eye,
And in every shop window I primped, passing by
You should know by now
If I could just find the words
I wouldn't be left so lonely
I'm you're my one and only
And I'd show you how
Every move
at night, tossing and turning
Underneath his pleated quilt protector, tears welling in his eyes as he
Pictured Marsha, her sworn vows overcome by liquor
tossing and turning
underneath his pleated quilt protector, tears welling in his eyes as he
pictured Marsha, her sworn vows overcome by liquor
theories
Concealed indictments handed to the grand jury
Get some money now, you hated by your own kind
The home invasion done by niggas in your bloodline
_ "Every Little Thing")
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