Nightshift - Positive K

«You see pimpin’s big business

And it’s been goin on since the beginning of time

And it’s gonna continue STRAIGHT AHEAD

Til somebody up there turns out the lights on this small planet.»

Allow me to propose a toast.

Allow me to propose a toast

From the Pos and not the Dean Martin celeb roast

In this event I’ve come to swing

Bust a move, present a crown for the king

The true black mack with a knack to attract a stack

Girls attack, I spin dem out like crack

I say, «Cupid, draw back your bow, let your arrow flow

And yo.

hit the ho!»

So let me work my maneuver

There’s none smoother, so you know that I’ma soothe her

And uhh, when I start to shoot the gift

The next day, I got you workin' on the nightshift

I got you workin' on the nightshift

I got you workin' on the nightshift

That’s right, Pos baby

You gotta school these young macks comin' up today, y’know

I mean to be 'frank', they just hot dogs

The girls are relish, and they need to ketch-up on they pimpin'

Positive!

Oh yes, the fly pimp

I do my thing but I would never attempt

To brag or boast, to try to say that I’m the baddest

When it comes to this, know my status

Ridin' with Kane in a Mercedes

Flashin' high-beams, amongst all the young ladies

They step up askin' me to get in

But you know my motto: no skins, no Benz (heh)

I give the kiss of death, just like Blackula

Before you know it, I’m like a mack to her

One whiff of the gap shot swift

And quit your day job, 'cause now you’re on the nightshift

I got you workin' on the nightshift

I got you workin' on the nightshift

Check it out, I go by the name of…

Well for the time being let’s just call me 50 Grand

Because umm… hehehe

There’s 50 states and I G’d in each one of them

Heh, kick it baby

I’m what you’d call a smooth microphone controller

My lifestyle’s like suave bola

Keep my hair in a cameo, gettin' gas from Amoco

The only thing I’m sniffin' is your girlfriend pantyhose

And if you find that kinky

Put some barbecue sauce on the tip of my pinky

Watch me get freaky like a nymphomaniac

And exotic, an erotic tour with the mack

No I’m no one to be played with

(Kane: Auditions at 12 baby) for the nightshift

I got you workin' on the nightshift

I got you workin' on the nightshift

I got you workin' on the nightshift

Man, you got to work your women by the scale

I mean if she’s skinny, make her bring you home a good penny

And if she fat, make her pay like she weigh

Hmm, come again now

I’m a quote an old song, that’s if I might

What they used to say?

«The Freaks Come Out at Night.»

Yeah, believe it’s true, in fact it’s a reality

Some do it for the love and some do it for the salary

Women are true and women are deceiving

Women are also ladies of the evening

Shakin' them hips softly while she’s steppin'

Her lovin' ain’t a tool, her lovin' is a weapon

Time keeps tickin' and the world keeps turnin'

Thought I knew it all, but I’m still learnin'

So fellas watch your ladies cause it’s women I’m pursuin'

Takin' em away, no matter what you’re doin'

I don’t play games, 'cause games are for fools

And when your girl picks me — you know the rules

And when she disappears, don’t even wonder if

'Cause I’m tellin you now — I got her on the nightshift

I got her workin' on the nightshift

I got em workin' on the nightshift

Uhh…

I got 'em workin on the nightshift

Ah, here we go

Uhh, yeah baby, c’mon

Uhh, yeah, c’mon

Uhh, a yeah baby c’mon

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