Dancin' on the floor Girl, it's you I adore on stage and scream for more All I see, Pussy
Snap my fingers, you mine If not, I'll snap a second After that I You will be standin' to me
Yo, an old once said, "That's more power for the cocaine Freaks dancin' on line like Train" To give your product extra push Niggas for the time of their life, coppin' a rush
Yo, I know sis, dog, her Lorraine She that thick brick house with the frame I went to school with her, 12th grade, I used to with her She put me on with her squad, I got cool her
She used to say she want to be a And couldn't stop her From up that cash for tuition Even if she had to 'shake ass'
Fucked up her money, accumulate that fast Lorraine know it's and sex control, America Turn the TV on, in the open on the regular Yo, what the freaks in the for? Fuck a song, give me a thong and Galore
You see, life's about marketin' and Galore Every time I turn it's more Pussy Galore goin' to war for the Pussy Galore Either the cash, the raw or the Galore
Yo, gang wars, Pussy Galore the streets to the record store, Pussy Galore Every time I turn around, more Pussy Galore Either the cash, the raw or the Pussy
Yo, desire and lust can make a man Or jump off a cuffed to a muthafuckin' anvil So promoted like, that's all yawl know a nigga under the spell you under control
But yo, I them make people slit they wrists Weakness, pussy make a spots they But what for, sex is the law, law And done been many an empire and fall
the squares to the players to the pimps and whores To big checks never would have been endorsed You know, I sit back and just peep things 9 out of 10 it's the same song, it's the beat changed
So be lookin' at Tariq strange When I conduct a little test up in your heat range That's when you see me on with 6 Wicked ass chicks, finna get with this
You see, life's about marketin' and Galore Every time I turn around, it's more Galore Nations goin' to war for the Pussy Either the cash, the raw or the Pussy
Yo, wars, more Pussy Galore the streets to the record store, Pussy Galore Every time I turn around, it's more Pussy Every time I turn around, it's Pussy Galore
Yo, fresh cut, with the thick velour With the black sneaks, headin' out for tour Lookin' out the limo window up at the 200 miles, she was the thing I saw
everythin' from the liquor, to the nicotine Cell phones, antihistamine, wings You show a little skin to get them listenin' For real yawl, the world is a sex machine
of pretty freaks in designer jeans That go to extremes to conjure all of schemes Half the time, it ain't even Tryin' to me some place I ain't tryna be
Ghetto, sin sity where the P is You a bid far worser than a 1 to 3 All up in the hours on the 2nd floor For that good thing, keep 'em comin' back for more
You see, life's marketin' and Pussy Galore Every time I turn around it's more Galore Nations goin' to war for the Pussy the cash, the raw or the Pussy Galore
Dig it, gang wars more Galore From the to the record store, Pussy Galore the cash, the raw or the Pussy Galore More Pussy Galore, more Galore
on the dance floor Girl, it's you that I Step on stage and scream for All I see Galore
Snap my fingers, you mine If not, I'll a second time that I guarantee You will be standin' to me
Dancin' on the floor Girl, you that I adore Step on stage and for more All I see Pussy
Snap my fingers, you mine If not, I'll snap a second After that I You be standin' next to me
Pussy Galore, Pussy