Sleazy - Village People

I don’t need you or your brand new Benz

Or your bougie friends

I don’t need love looking like diamonds

Looking like diamonds

(Get sleazy, get sleazy, get sleazy, get sleazy)

(Get sleazy, get sleazy, get sleazy, get sleazy)

I’ma get (Get sleazy, get sleazy)

Get (Get sleazy, get sleazy)

I’ma get (Get sleazy, get sleazy)

Get (Get sleazy, get sleazy)

Ohhh!

I don’t need you or your brand new Benz

Or your bougie friends

And I don’t need love looking like diamonds

Looking like diamonds

I don’t need you or your brand new Benz

Or your bougie friends

And I don’t need love looking like diamonds

Looking like diamonds

You can’t imagine the immensity of the fuck I’m not giving

About your money and manservants at the mansion you live in

And I don’t wanna go places where all my ladies can’t get in

Just grab a bottle, some boys, and let’s take it back to my basement and get

sleazy

Sick of all your lines, so cheesy

Sorry, daddy, but I’m not that easy

I’m not gonna sit here while you circle jerk it and work it

I’ma take it back to where my man and my girls is

(Get sleazy, get sleazy)

Get

(Get sleazy, get sleazy)

'Cause I’ma get

(Get sleazy, get sleazy)

Get

(Get sleazy, get sleazy)

'Cause I’ma get

I don’t need you or your brand new Benz

Or your bougie friends

I don’t need love looking like diamonds

Looking like diamonds

I don’t need you or your brand new Benz

Or your bougie friends

I don’t need love looking like diamonds

Looking like diamonds

Rat-a-tat-tat on your dum-dum drum

The beat’s so fat, gonna make me cum (um-um-um…)

Over to your place

(Ah-ah-ah-ah!)

Rat-a-tat-tat on your dum-dum drum

The beat’s so fat, gonna make me cum (um-um-um…)

Over to your place

(Ah-ah-ah-ah!)

I-I-I don’t mean to critique on your seduction technique

B-b-but your money’s not impressing me, it’s kinda weak

Th-th-that you really think you’re gonna get my rocks off

Get my top and socks off by showing me the dollars in your drop box

Me and all my friends, we don’t buy bottles, we bring 'em

We take the drinks from the tables when you get up and leave 'em

And I don’t care if you stare and you call us scummy

'Cause we ain’t after your affection and sure as hell not your money, honey

I don’t need you or your brand new Benz

Or your bougie friends

I don’t need love looking like diamonds

Looking like diamonds

I don’t need you or your brand new Benz

Or your bougie friends

I don’t need love looking like diamonds

Looking like diamonds

Rat-a-tat-tat on your dum-dum drum

The beat’s so fat gonna, make me cum (um-um-um…)

Over to your place

(Ah-ah-ah-ah!)

Rat-a-tat-tat on your dum-dum drum

The beat’s so fat, gonna make me cum (um-um-um…)

Over to your place

(Ah-ah-ah-ah!)