She Hurt My Head She Hurt My Mind She Hurt My Brain This Time She Hurt My Head She Hurt My Mind She Hurt My Brain This Time
I seen it before she came through the door shoulda never let the girl magnitize me no more still Im fighting it inspite of it gettin in the grind stelleto on the shine she's a real good time you know the type when the cough is like sway with the dj crowd like all night - right then she leaves you with the bill and heart to fill shoulda never let the action get so ill still you couldnt help but chaser drink another shot and fade to grey sir 3and you got played sir shoulda never even played the game sir and thats what I say she been around the block playing money games she the type with glittered glaze take your money blaze
She Hurt My Head She Hurt My Mind She Hurt My Brain This Time She Hurt My Head She Hurt My Mind She Hurt My Brain This Time
one she the kind with the sly tounge slow on a cut a rug flow on stelleto toes its like a glitter weave face on a runway chase that shoulda never laid waste to the head case just listen when I say she got her own ways she like the money green stars, glitter and fast cars coast to coast flights, non stop when the parties right shorty got pull in the lime light
still you couldnt help but chaser drink another shot and fade to grey sir 3and you got played sir shoulda never even played the game sir and thats what I say she been around the block playing money games she the type with glittered glaze take your money blaze
She Hurt My Head She Hurt My Mind She Hurt My Brain This Time She Hurt My Head She Hurt My Mind She Hurt My Brain This Time
Steadily coming the floor shaking the club moving and soon a quarter flask ell have em shakin their ass - its like I try to find a piece of mind inside of the sublow - a sleak back beat ta take the microphone slow - ladys play in a crossfade - a shadow in a silk slip- coffee like cream sweating up my scene - I Push a plug through the board I wiggle tounges like swords across a stage with a slow drawl - Baby just don't talk - walk the walk and shed a thorn the to the blood rose - a pose for the puzzle piece splinters the scene - She likes the money green sheets, suger cash and Jim Bean - She justify's this with a stereo fist - clap the wrist - its like the cops cuffin the blind - ex rated bass lines - burnin it up in cut time - the poet don't prohesize - dont even try - I'll hit you with the one drop slap em in the eye
She Hurt My Head She Hurt My Mind She Hurt My Brain This Time She Hurt My Head She Hurt My Mind She Hurt My Brain This Time