The Roots Pussy Galore lyrics

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

An old head once said, "That's more power for the cocaine
Freaks dancin' in the line 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, 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 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
Fucked up her money ain't accumulate that fast
Lorraine know it's real, and sex control America
Turn the T.V. 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

You see, life's about marketin' and pussy galore
Every time I turn around it's more pussy galore
Nations goin' to war for the pussy galore
Either the cash, the raw or the pussy galore
Yo, gang wars more pussy galore
From the streets to the record store
Every time I turn around it's more pussy galore
Either the cash, the raw or the 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 seem to make people slit they wrists
Weakness, pussy make a spots they secrets
But what for? 'Cause sex is the 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, 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

You see, life's about marketin' and pussy galore

Every time I turn around it's more pussy galore
Nations goin' to war for the pussy galore
Either the cash, the raw or the pussy galore
Yo, gang wars more pussy galore
From the streets to the record store
Every time I turn around it's more pussy galore
Either the cash, the raw or the pussy galore

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
For two hundred 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
They go to extremes to conjure all kinds of schemes
Half the time it ain't even responsibly
Tryin' to take me somewhere 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 second floor
For that good thing that keep 'em comin' back for more

You see, it's about marketin' and pussy galore
Every time I turn around it's more pussy galore
Nations goin' to war for the pussy galore
Either the cash, the raw or the pussy galore
Dig it, gang wars more pussy galore
From the streets to the record store
Either the cash, the raw or the pussy galore
More pussy galore, more 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, 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

Yeah, pussy galore
Pussy galore