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[verse 1]
i taught pretty girls the ropes
i gave them money
when they was hungry
when they were starving
i put ’em on a spot
and dressed ’em up real hot
i was their father watchin’ cops on that sunset block
right in denny’s, i caught ’em cryin’, countin’ pennies
straight off the greyhound, you need a place to lay down?
don’t worry ’bout me
back home, how mommy be?
we on our way, each girl today makes a g
we pay them full, the top queens stick with me
i’m out there cold, blank from the black hole
i keep scopin’ ’em, national recruitin’ ’em
brothers get cheap, i still throw bags of loot to them

[chorus]
you ran away from home
to be a big star
(i’m out here for you)
you ran away from home
to be a big star
(let me take that [?])
you ran away from home
to be a big star
(i’m out here for you)
you ran away from home
to be a big star
(let me take that [?])

[verse 2]
i lay back with feather brims
rings in the cadillac
teach my little girls, babies, show them how to act
i hit the vegas scene with models from a magazine
everybody tested, no hiv, the staple’s clean
movin’ well, my pockets grow and comes swell
we’re on our way, the beverly centre shoppin’ everyday
platinum blondes and black girls i took from conds
la express, advertisin’ shapes, all sizes
my macquarie, immaculate, pumpin’ every year
sharp with shoes, [?] dance royal blues
suits from paris by the [?] de marris
i gets mine, my best girl is a dollar sign
no harsh beatings and whippins, just mental power
i close the doors and do my preachin’ for an hour
you out there, i’m still here. who bought your new hair?
(think twice…)

[verse 3]
i’ve got mattresses, and all types of beds
my game is too large, with stacks payin’ off the feds
i’m overridin’ that boyfriend, fake married game
you out here hungry, no place to stay, what’s your name?
my rent is so high like eyebrows above your eye
applications are there, and girls do apply
don’t cry, you need a place to go beddie-bye?
i’ll take you there, by you clothes everywhere
fix your weave, beauty parlors give you new hair
braids and action with new style like janet jackson
you be smilin’ with cheeks out, showin’ satisfaction
upscale limits, with foxes on the front scrimmage
lapd under tables, wanna work with me
from new york city, the operation’s lookin’ pretty
run with models from italy, just hit the lotto
asian girl, mixed with black, with a jheri curl

as the stars twinkle
of lost angels
out here
with nothing to eat
cold weather
sittin’ in denny’s
for a gl-ss of cold ice water
come and have a cup of tea

- kool keith

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