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    Album: Musicology

    Title: Illusion, Coma, Pimp & Circumstance

    Source: Metro Lyrics

    Lyrics below

    She knew which fork to use
    But she couldn’t dance
    So he hipped her to the funk
    In exchange for the finance
    Who’s pimping who when
    Nobody gets a second chance?
    This is the story of illusion, coma, pimp & circumstance

    She was older
    But rich beyond compare
    She’d drop a thousand dollars
    At the salon
    Just to get her hair did
    He was good at compliments
    Better in the bunk
    She laced him with a crib in Paris
    He hipped her to the funk

    Way to fine he was for her
    A dirty dog in expensive fur
    As long as she’s providing chips and whips
    We can do this funky thing
    As long as she was playing the host
    He figured he would make the most of them hips and lips
    He hooked her up, rocked her coast to coast

    She was so ugly
    But rich beyond compare
    Dropped a couple hundred thousand
    Dollars on a silver whip
    Just to match the color of her hair

    She said “Eye got plenty of what you need
    Put the spoon down honey
    Come on let mama feed you”

    She knew which fork to use
    But she couldn’t dance
    So he hipped her to the funk
    In exchange for the finance
    Who’s pimping who when
    Nobody gets a second chance?
    This is the story of illusion, coma, pimp & circumstance

    Where was eye’ Oh yeah
    A gentleman he was
    He never spoke about her nose
    So prominent because
    In the dark it glowed
    If she was only tan
    Instead of so lily white
    Her name was Doris
    But he called her “Flo”
    As in ‘rescent
    That ain’t right
    Fluorescent
    Every night
    A situation bound to fail
    As sure as Doris?
    Skin was pale

    Money might talk
    But what does it say?
    “you better get busy if you want to get paid
    Boy, eye was fine back in the day”

    She knew which fork to use
    But she couldn’t dance
    So he hipped her to the funk
    In exchange for the finance
    Who’s pimping who when
    Nobody gets a second chance?
    That’s the story of illusion, coma, pimp & circumstance

    Now dance
    Dance

    He spent her money oh so well
    Takin’ baths in cold Cristal
    He took a trip to burn an old flame in ‘Frisco
    Like wow!

    When Doris caught him in her arms
    She shrugged her shoulders and said “No harm”
    “Just put you’re name on this pre-nup
    And we can all hit the disco!”

    She knew which fork to use
    But she couldn’t dance
    So he hipped her to the funk
    In exchange for the finance
    Who’s pimping who when
    Nobody gets a second chance?
    This is the story of illusion, coma, pimp and circumstance

    She knew which fork to use
    But she couldn’t dance
    So he hipped her to the funk
    In exchange for the finance
    Who’s pimping who when
    Nobody gets a second chance?
    This is the story of illusion, coma, pimp and circumstance

    Now, dance