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Stay Out of Bars

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Yo, check this shit outHangin out in bars can become no jokeWhen you start to drinkin gin rum bacardi and cokeOr Martini and Rossi, Asti SpumanteEven forties being shared throughout the posseJukebox is slamming throughout the bright moonWith the melody, of a soft Barry White tuneI sit back, like I got it made in the shadeHolding my dick as I talk to the barmaidExcuse me miss, "Alright here I comeMay I help you?" Yeah, double shot of rum"On the rocks sir?" Mm-mmm, not at allWho the fucks need ice inside of burning alcoholI reach in my pockets to tip the whoreBut I`m clumsy, my change start falling on the floorI play macho, and say leave it for the sweeperBEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP my fucking beeperI start stumbling to the phone boothRevealing all symptoms of drinking ninety proofThe phone booth door is closed, the light is onThe girlie just dialed nine-seven-zero pornShe sit back, with her legs cocked in the airWhile her fingers do the walking through her knotty pubic hairHer eyes are shut tight, she moans and groanI hit the glass, "Get the fuck off the phone!"She jumped up and said, "You just had to be the oneto interrupt me when I was having so much fun"I said, "Hold up, yo, bitch you think it`s cuteTo be perverted let alone a sleazy prostitute"She said, "How can you try to disrespect any femaleOr me and my homegirls just because we sell"I said, "Pussy? That`s what you call it?"She screamed out, "You`re god damn right you alcoholic!"She said, "This is a public phone and you do not run it"I said, "So is your pussy but can I use it when I want it?"Stay out of bars (2X)I was in Times Square, loungin hardMe and the Prince Rakeem, you know the GodWatchin females posin for a flickThinking of who would be the first to turn a trick"Yo Genius you see that?" "Yeah" "So what you think?""Let`s swing em to the nearest spot to have a drink"I winked at one she said, "Hi" in a low pitchRakeem started flowing and bagged the other hoe bitchNow we searchin for a zebra loungeto settle down, right in the heart of midtownWent to this place, called the Sting PitGot inside and seen all types of shitMen who looked soft but acting wildDancing to the beat, Ten City styleFemales who wore jeans that were tightWith faces resembling transvestitesEveryone in the bar gave my girlies mean looksAs if they were fugitive crooksThey smiled at me and the God, showin all thirty-twoThat`s when I caught the clueAs this red-bone, who thought she looked flyRolled up on me, and she said "Hi"That one little word fucked up the whole nightHer voice was deeper, than Barry WhiteI jumped up, and boy did I flipI pull out a nine and I empty the clipThe place was flowin with crazy bloodA little midtown massacre type floodAnd as we stepped off from the sceneHere`s the message I got from RakeemStay out of bars (4X)

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