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chorus (George Clinton from Funkadelic`s "Let`s Take It to the People"):

"Everthing is fair when you`re livin in the city"(8X)



Q-Tip:

Lookin at Miss Lane, it was the fast lane

Barely knows her name, struck by fame

She just got a Benz, she rides with her friends

Gotta keep her beeper in her purse to make ends

Rollin down the block, checkin out the spots

She winks at the cops, always give her props

She knows she`s the woman, can`t nobody touch her

Hangs out for the loot, makes her papes from the gutter

Tried to make my moves on Miss Lane, she called me young boy

Told her not to dis me I just want to be your love toy

You young boy, my love toy, I doubt that very highly

Just because you rhyme don`t mean I`ll let you try me

Business oriented, egos never dented

Always sweet scented, if it`s business, she meant it

Distractions never hurt, always did the work

Always was alert, she never got jerked

Queen of the feats, thrive to compete

Love the funky beats while she drive down the street

She was justified, couldn`t get a job

Had to feed her family, so she had to play, then rob

Pullin out the ooh wop, listenin to doo-wop

You don`t have to say a word

(gunshots)That`s all ya heard



chorus(4X)



She`s not a big kahuna, wish I met her sooner

Instead, I met her later, my love is much greater

Put me on her roster, to rid her of imposters

And to sell the buddah for the sexy drug ruler

Love is my motive, now I`m drug promotive

Plus I needed duckets to fill up my buckets

Supplied me with the squeezy to make my life easy

Now I`m missing action for this fatal attraction

But don`t you let me catch you with your joint up in these bitches

And don`t you even dare to plan a plot upon my riches

Cuz if you play me out, I think I`ll let ya be

I`ll be damned if I let a brotha try to gas me

I played my cards well, try to live swell

For the G, I would sell, cuz I was deep in hell

But then I really wasn`t, she had a fly cousin

Who would give me booty on the side of my cutie

Elaine, she kinda new, that I would do the do

But she didn`t tear, I did my work with care

That`s all that really mattered, he money never splattered

As long as she was paid, she was in the shade

You can`t really blame her for holdin on a flamer

Society taught her, but they didn`t tame her

A ten clip salute, hunny heres a troop

She will never stop until she reach the top

Top, top...

chorus (George Clinton from Funkadelic`s "Let`s Take It to the People"):

"Everthing is fair when you`re livin in the city"(8X)



Q-Tip:

Lookin at Miss Lane, it was the fast lane

Barely knows her name, struck by fame

She just got a Benz, she rides with her friends

Gotta keep her beeper in her purse to make ends

Rollin down the block, checkin out the spots

She winks at the cops, always give her props

She knows she`s the woman, can`t nobody touch her

Hangs out for the loot, makes her papes from the gutter

Tried to make my moves on Miss Lane, she called me young boy

Told her not to dis me I just want to be your love toy

You young boy, my love toy, I doubt that very highly

Just because you rhyme don`t mean I`ll let you try me

Business oriented, egos never dented

Always sweet scented, if it`s business, she meant it

Distractions never hurt, always did the work

Always was alert, she never got jerked

Queen of the feats, thrive to compete

Love the funky beats while she drive down the street

She was justified, couldn`t get a job

Had to feed her family, so she had to play, then rob

Pullin out the ooh wop, listenin to doo-wop

You don`t have to say a word

(gunshots)That`s all ya heard



chorus(4X)



She`s not a big kahuna, wish I met her sooner

Instead, I met her later, my love is much greater

Put me on her roster, to rid her of imposters

And to sell the buddah for the sexy drug ruler

Love is my motive, now I`m drug promotive

Plus I needed duckets to fill up my buckets

Supplied me with the squeezy to make my life easy

Now I`m missing action for this fatal attraction

But don`t you let me catch you with your joint up in these bitches

And don`t you even dare to plan a plot upon my riches

Cuz if you play me out, I think I`ll let ya be

I`ll be damned if I let a brotha try to gas me

I played my cards well, try to live swell

For the G, I would sell, cuz I was deep in hell

But then I really wasn`t, she had a fly cousin

Who would give me booty on the side of my cutie

Elaine, she kinda new, that I would do the do

But she didn`t tear, I did my work with care

That`s all that really mattered, he money never splattered

As long as she was paid, she was in the shade

You can`t really blame her for holdin on a flamer

Society taught her, but they didn`t tame her

A ten clip salute, hunny heres a troop

She will never stop until she reach the top

Top, top...

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