Scott Storch - p**y Galore lyrics

Dancin' on the dance floor Girl, it's you that I adore Step off stage and scream for more All I see, p**y galore Snap my fingers, make you mine If not, I'll snap a second time After that, I guarantee You will be standing next to me [Verse 1] Yo, my old head once said, it's more powerful than c**aine Freaks dancin' in a line like Soul Train To get your pride up, that extra push n***as lookin' for the time of their life, coppin' a rush Yo I know sis', dawg, her name Lorraine She's a thick brick house with a chocolate frame I went to school with her Twelfth grade, I used to fool with her She put me on with her squad, I got cool with her She used to say she wanted to be a doctor And couldn't nothin' stop her From gettin' up that cash For tuition, even if she had to shake that a** f**ed up, her money ain't accumulate that fast Lorraine know it's real, and s** controls America Turn the TV on, it's in the open on the regular, yo What the freaks in the video for? f** a song, gimme a thong, and p**y galore You see, life is about marketing p**y galore Every time I turn around, there's more p**y galore Nations going to war for the p**y galore Either the cash, the raw, or the p**y galore Yo, gang wars, more p**y galore From the screen to the record store, p**y galore Every time I turn around, there's more p**y galore Either the cash, the raw, or the p**y galore [Verse 2] Yo, desire and lust can make a man k** Or jump off the bridge, cuffed to a motherf**in' anvil So it's promoted like it's all y'all know Keep a n***a under the spell, you under control But yo, I seen it make people slit they wrists Weakness, p**y make a spy say secrets But what for? Cause s** is the law And been many an empire rise and fall From the squares to the players To the pimps to the who*es To big checks that never would have been endorsed Ya know, I sit back and just peep thangs 9 outta 10, it's the same songs, only the beat change 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 up on stage with six Wicked a** chicks fittin to get crunk with this Life is about marketing p**y galore Every time I turn around, there's more p**y galore Corporations going to war over the p**y galore Either the cash, the raw, or the p**y galore Yo, gang wars, more p**y galore From the screen to the record stores, p**y galore Every time I turn around, there's more p**y galore Every time I turn around, there's more p**y galore [Verse 3] Yo, fresh cut, with the thick black velour With the black Louis sneaks, headed out for tour Lookin' out the limo window up at the billboards 200 miles, she was the only thing I saw Promotin' everything, from the liquor to the nicotine Cell phones, anti-histamines, chicken wings You gotta show a little skin to get them listening For real yo, the world is a s** 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'm not tryin to be Ghetto, Sin City, where the P is free You catch a bid far worser than a 1 to 3 All up in the after-hours on the second floor For that good thing, that keep 'em comin' back for more, ya heard me It's about marketing the p**y galore Every time I turn around, there's more p**y galore Nations going to war for the p**y galore Either the cash, the raw, or the p**y galore Dig it, gang wars, more p**y galore From the screen to the record store, p**y galore Either the cash, the raw, or the p**y galore More p**y galore, more p**y galore Yo, dancin' on the dance floor Girl, it's you that I adore Step off stage and scream for more All I see, p**y galore Snap my fingers, make you mine If not, I'll snap a second time After that, I guarantee You will be standing next to me Dancin' on the dance floor Girl, it's you that I adore Step off stage and scream for more All I see, p**y galore Snap my fingers, make you mine If not, I'll snap a second time After that, I guarantee You will be standing next to me