Lyric Shoo-Bed-Ooh
So U thought U just might lose your mind 2day
Brother pushin that game on ya as if U wanna play
Askin U every other sentence if them titties are real
One tramp even had the nerve 2 touch em as if U wanted a feel
CHORUS:
Shoo-bed-ooh, shoo-bed-ooh, ooh!
Shoo-bed-ooh, shoo-bed-ooh, ooh!
The money that U make ain t payin the rent, so U sleep in cars
U wonder aloud if U re happy - U say, "Yea," as if U really are
This car U drive with no gas won t take U very far
U look up in the sky and wish upon a star (Upon a star)
CHORUS
The answer 2 the question of life is a gray-haired bitch at least
Suckin on the ebony dancer in between these dirty sheets
Spittin out the aftertaste of a boy who might not call again
If this is the game U stood in line 4 ¨C how re U gonna win?
(How re U gonna win?)
Shoo-bed-ooh, shoo-bed-ooh, ooh!
So U thought he just might come every time U phone
As if U ve never been lonely as if U ve never been alone
(As if U ve never been alone)
How U ever gonna win if U let em all see your hand?
Playin the queen don t work on your knees as if U understand
CHORUS {x2}
The answer 2 the question of life is a gray-haired bitch at least
Suckin on the ebony dancer in between these dirty sheets
Spittin out the aftertaste of a boy who might not call again
If this is the game U stood in line 4 ¨C how re U gonna win?
How U gonna win?
CHORUS {x2}
So U thought U just might lose your mind 2day
Brother pushin that game on ya as if U wanna play
Askin U every other sentence if them titties are real
One tramp even had the nerve 2 touch em as if U wanted a feel
CHORUS:
Shoo-bed-ooh, shoo-bed-ooh, ooh!
Shoo-bed-ooh, shoo-bed-ooh, ooh!
The money that U make ain t payin the rent, so U sleep in cars
U wonder aloud if U re happy - U say, "Yea," as if U really are
This car U drive with no gas won t take U very far
U look up in the sky and wish upon a star (Upon a star)
CHORUS
The answer 2 the question of life is a gray-haired bitch at least
Suckin on the ebony dancer in between these dirty sheets
Spittin out the aftertaste of a boy who might not call again
If this is the game U stood in line 4 ¨C how re U gonna win?
(How re U gonna win?)
Shoo-bed-ooh, shoo-bed-ooh, ooh!
So U thought he just might come every time U phone
As if U ve never been lonely as if U ve never been alone
(As if U ve never been alone)
How U ever gonna win if U let em all see your hand?
Playin the queen don t work on your knees as if U understand
CHORUS {x2}
The answer 2 the question of life is a gray-haired bitch at least
Suckin on the ebony dancer in between these dirty sheets
Spittin out the aftertaste of a boy who might not call again
If this is the game U stood in line 4 ¨C how re U gonna win?
How U gonna win?
CHORUS {x2}
So U thought U just might lose your mind 2day
