Pussy Galore

Dancin' on the dance floor
Girl, it's you that I adore
Step on 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 standin' next to me

Yo, an old head once said, "That's more power for the cocaine
Freaks dancin' online, like Soul Train"
To give your product that extra push
Niggas lookin' for the time of their life, coppin' a rush
Yo, I know sis', dog, her name Lorraine
She that thick brick house with the chocolate frame

I went to school with her, 12th grade, I used to fool with her
She put me on with her squad, I got cool with her
She used to say she want to be a doctor
And couldn't nothin' stop her
From givin' up that cash for tuition
Even if she had to shake that ass (shake that, shake that)

Fucked up her money, ain't accumulate that fast
Lorraine know it's real and sex control, America
Turn the TV on, it's in the open on the regular
Yo, what the freaks in the video for?
Fuck a song, give me a thong and pussy galore (uh-huh)

You see, life's about marketin' and pussy galore (pussy galore)
Every time I turn around, it's more pussy galore (pussy galore)
Nations goin' to war for the pussy galore (pussy galore)
Either the cash, the raw or the pussy galore (pussy galore)

Yo, gang wars, more pussy galore (pussy galore)
From the streets to the record store, pussy galore (pussy galore)
Every time I turn around, it's more pussy galore (uh) (pussy galore)
Either the cash, the raw or the pussy galore (pussy galore)

Yo, desire and lust can make a man kill
Or jump off a bridge cuffed to a motherfuckin' anvil
So it's promoted like, that's all y'all know
Keep a nigga under the spell you under control

But yo, I seen them make people slit they wrists
Weakness, pussy make a spots they secrets
But what for, 'cause sex is the law (law, law)
And done been many an empire rise and fall

From the squares to the players to the pimps and whores
To big checks that never would have been endorsed
You know, I just sit back and just peep things
Nine out of ten it's the same song, it's only the beat changed

So don't be lookin' at Tariq strange
When I conduct a little litmus test up in your heat range
That's when you see me on stage with six
Wicked ass chicks, finna get crunk with this (yeah)

You see, life's about marketin' and pussy galore (pussy galore)
Every time I turn around, it's more pussy galore (pussy galore)
Nations goin' to war for the pussy galore (pussy galore)
Either the cash, the raw or the pussy galore (pussy galore)

Yo, gang wars, more pussy galore (pussy galore)
From the streets to the record store, pussy galore (pussy galore)
Every time I turn around, it's more pussy galore (pussy galore)
Every time I turn around, it's more pussy galore (pussy galore)

Yo, fresh cut, with the thick black velour
With the black Louis sneaks, headin' out for tour
Lookin' out the Limo' window up at the billboards
200 miles, she was the only thing I saw

Promotin' everythin' from the liquor, to the nicotine
Cell phones, antihistamine, chicken wings
You gotta show a little skin to get them listenin'
For real y'all, know 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 ain't tryna be

Ghetto, Sin City where the P is free
You catch a bid far worser than a one to three
All up in the after hours on the 2nd floor
For that good thing, that keep 'em comin' back for more (you heard me?)

You see, life's about marketin' and pussy galore (pussy galore)
Every time I turn around, it's more pussy galore (pussy galore)
Nations goin' to war for the pussy galore (pussy galore)
Either the cash, the raw or the pussy galore (pussy galore)

Dig it, gang wars more pussy galore (pussy galore)
From the streets to the record store, pussy galore (pussy galore)
Either the cash, the raw or the pussy galore (pussy galore)
More pussy galore, more pussy galore (yo) (pussy galore)

Dancin' on the dance floor
Girl, it's you that I adore
Step on 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 standin' next to me

Dancin' on the dance floor (ooh)
Girl, it's you that I adore (ooh)
Step on stage and scream for more
All I see, pussy galore (ooh)
Snap my fingers, make you mine
If not, I'll snap a second time (ooh)
After that I guarantee
You will be standin' next to me

(Ooh) pussy galore
(Ooh) pussy galore
(Ooh, ooh)



Credits
Writer(s): Scott Spencer Storch, Tarik Trotter, Ahmir Thompson
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