SINGLES

Blackberry

Description: Single CD
Country: USA
Year: 1996
Serial Nr Sleeve: 9 17522-2
Serial Nr Record: 9 17522-2
Matrix Number: 9175222 * #03

Blackberry Lyrics

Hey Blackberry, How you taste so sweet
Hey Blackberry, tell me what you see
Tell me is it interesting
Hey Blackberry pay some attention to me

Hey Blueberry look at my bumblebee
Hey Blueberry you know he never stings
And he only hums for me

I need some L-O-V-E-N to make me happy
You got to be L-U-C-K-Y to git
With a girl like Blackberry

Hey my cherry, coming up my street
Hey my cherry, you make it hard to breathe
Look what you've done to me
Hey my cherry, be sure to keep your nose clean

Pimper's Paradise Lyrics

She love to party, have a good time
She looks so hearty, feeling fine
She loves to smoke, sometime shifting coke
She'll be laughing when there ain't no joke

A pimper's paradise, that's all she was now
A pimper's paradise, that's all she was
A pimper's paradise, that's all she was
Every need got an ego to feed
Every need got an ego to feed

She loves to model, up in the latest fashion
She's in the scramble, and she moves with passion
She's getting high, tring to fly the sky
Now she is bluesing when there ain't no blues

A pimper's paradise, that's all she was now
A pimper's paradise, that's all she was
A pimper's paradise, that's all she was
Every need got an ego to feed
Every need got an ego to feed

A pimper's paradise, that's all she was now
A pimper's paradise, that's all she was
A pimper's paradise, I'm sorry for the victim now
A pimper's paradise, soon their heads, soon their
Soon their very heads will bow
Pimper's paradise, don't lose track, don't lose track
Of yourself Oh No!
Pimper's paradise, don't be just a stock, a stock
On the shelf, stock on the shelf
Pimper's paradise, that's all she was

Somebody's on your case Lyrics

If your girl, she's always leaving home
She says she's going down to the corner store
She spent all day finding the best shoes, she's standing next to you
Looking good from head to toe

Spent two whole hours, trying to find some brandy
She comes home empty-handed, looking tired and beat
If this happened to you, tell you what you better do
Get out your arithmatic and put together two and two

Somebody's on your case, you better get on your job (get on it)
Somebody's on your case, you better get on your job (get on it)

(Listen here) If your girl, she calls home one day
And she won't be making supper, she got to stay and work late
The boss calls to say "Get well, baby", lord knows she ain't sick
Making secret sweet love, is one of her cold tricks

If she call home, said with that same old line
Tell her you've been tired, been working overtime
Don't get uptight, don't set the girl out tonight
What you better do boy, is get your own thing right

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It might be Barry, and it might be the boy named Sue
Somebody's surely moving in on you

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