Lyrics:
respect every woman I love
感谢你给我灵感让我歌词写更生动
Thank you for giving me inspiration to write deeper lyrics
你可以装作我的助理 私人助理
You can pretend to be my assistant
Nine in the morning
The man drops his kids off at school
And he's thinking of you
Like all of us do
Sends his assistant for coffee in
assistant always findin' Percocet and rubber bands
Know my mom might not want to hear how I discover plans
Word to Sandra Graham, no one love you like your
windows where blonde assistants fully-fashioned a world made
Of dummies (with no mummies or daddies to reject them)
When bombs were banned every Sunday
the magician's assistant in
Their dream
Oh, oh, and they come unstuck
Lady, running down to the riptide
Taken away to the far side
I wanna be your left hand man
as you're told no excuses please!
No, we don't play or make mistakes around -
Violet! Oh, Violet!
Judy, this is Roz Keith
Mr hart's administrative assistant
Multiple mortgages, I ain't payin' no rent
Wanna die? My assistant gon' benefit
I ain't G.D., but I'll take care, plenty folk
Crack in the truck, got
Hunter
Got them racks, slanging them packs and no we can't leave them sacks alone
Hired an assistant 'cause my weed need a chaperone
(Luda!) And then
and a manager
An agent and a chef
Three nannies, an assistant
And a driver and a jet
A trainer and a butler
And a bodyguard or five
A gardener and a stylist
Do
and say I should of been a pediatrician
Homie, I probably could of been on TV consistent
An artist like Pablo, or maybe Petey's assistant
And my mindset
the hating,
my assistant, …like confirmation,
..that i got you on your birthday,
know the same game, even though i won't play!
i just got one way, you ain't
by myself, I need an assistant
I got that good good, that get right
That early morning, that midnight
I beat it up, like a fist fight
One, two, three,
Once I got 'em, shoot 'em, shot 'em
Now the bitch is my new assistant
Lookin' good, steady twistin'
Exercise to maximize
Minimize my bottom, Problem
Let
so many damn hoes
Nigga I need an assistant
You really must a missed it
Still swerving round inches
I don't give a fuck about the other side
You can go
swimwear
Got all these little bitches
G-gettin' p-pink hair
I'm pretty and I'm fly
I'm up in the pink Lear (Uh)
I needed an assistant, I got me a pink queer
and dummies
I know your statistics
Who your boss? He more like my assistant
Get lost, have a egg and a biscuit
Break fast when we aimin' them biscuit's
Pay cash
gave my assistant the phone
Ain't nobody gon' bother us
Security's outside, so
Can you dance with me?
Let me bring you this love, baby, come over
Tiny next to her assistant and
Her muscle, wearing black sunglasses
A trucker hat cocked to the side
And a T-shirt with the
Periodic table box for carbon
Of dimebags and dummies
I know your statistics
Who your bar he more like my assistant
Get lost have an egg and a biscuit
Break-fast when we aimin them biscuit's
21-year old production assistant
Chris Thomas supervised sessions
of them.
And then, the assistant chief pioneer turned to the chief pioneer, and he said,
"Oh, chief pioneer, what do you think of this beautiful vast
Well, he was the assistant preacher and the Sunday school teacher
In the church that I grew up in
She was looker from Atlanta, led the choir, played
another engineer Andy and assistant Todd
We got Anj-do, G-Quick
We got the whole entire 18th Street Posse-Rachim,Mook Daddy, Skee Steve
Hammer, Howie
on the sequence
Don't need a new assistant
I'm just too persistent
Officially efficient, I see it through to the finish
So complete, I'm not a control freak
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