Buck 65 - Shutter Buggin' lyrics

Dog eats dog, give and take, take and giving Hands that feed, a man's gotta make a living Charcoal barbecue, station wagon: nice dream Selling cigarettes and men's magazines and ice cream There's all kinds of hunger pains, enzymes and hormones 500 flavours, hard d** and p**nos You want it, I got it, low-life and high-strung I just wanna watch the game and get fat and die young I go to church, pay my taxes, smile nice, won't swear I don't understand your needs and frankly I don't care He wants to be a cowboy, she wants to be an actress I just wanna stash the money under my mattress Wine and candy, fine and dandy, old and proper unity Community be damned, I see a golden opportunity Women with hips and brains instead of scrounging for tips and change Ships and planes. High heel shoes and whips and chain Flashy-flash Watch the birdy Trashy-trash Wash the dirty Flashy-flash Watch the birdy Trashy-trash Wash the dirty Mail order fantasies, glamour for shipment I got a good eye for beauty and some camera equipment My sister's friends call me Mr. Lens; I'm focused The girl next door becomes a goddess like hocus-pocus Studio lights and bondage gear hangs on coat hooks Descriptions of fetishes written down in some notebooks The customer's always right even if you say it's wrong I don't ask questions, and the girls just play along Venus in furs, black nylon, go-go boots There's always an exuberant mood on the photo shoots Handcuffs and harnesses, whatever else if it pleases Plus some 8mm films of some stripteases Two pretty girls in broad daylight, they might Play fight and tie each other up if the pay's right Senators and next door neighbours, it's a funny biz Not saying that I like it, it's just where the money is Flashy-flash Watch the birdy Trashy-trash Wash the dirty Flashy-flash Watch the birdy Trashy-trash Wash the dirty Tore up the rule book, flaunted convention Undaunted, drew some unwanted attention Weirdos and do-gooders, big shots and minimals Women with serious problems and criminals Fifty thousand names on the mailing list estimated Under attack, being tested and investigated Juvenile delinquency, my a**! What is this sh**? Fought by some of the same men that I do business with They focus on the negatives, treating us like common crooks I'm an artist goddammit, they said the same thing about comic books Who could have guessed it? Created a mob scene The demand is undeniable, but they say its obscene Spread eagle American beauty: stranger and splendid Major offended, naked as nature intended Leaves a bad taste in some peoples mouths, maybe bitter Don't want your manure, I'm an entrepreneur not a babysitter Flashy-flash Trashy-trash Flashy-flash Flashy-flash Trashy-trash Flashy-flash Trashy-trash Wash the dirty