Lady Blackbird

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Lady Blackbird
With those lovely big brown eyes

Wha-wha-word on the street is
You're a pistol under the sheet
Packin heat
Holstered between those thighs

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wha-word what what
Lady Blackbird
Baby, please tell me no lies

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wha-word what down
That's the word that I'm hearin
Along the East Side of town

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wha-word what right
The shiz that I'm hearin is
That you're dynamite

Lady Blackbird
This may come as no surprise
wha-word but but
I gots ta foxy ladies bustin outta my Mercedes
They got me doin one eighties
Twenty-four/seven, all the time
Bustin rhyme is how I make Big G money
No jokin, it ain't funny, Honey
Check it out, sharin this much wealth
It gots ta be a crime

And
Lady,

I'm willin to risk goin to prison
If yo willin to do the time

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wha-word what-wo-wo-wo
Lady, whoa!
Between your thighs - packin heat?
Cooch!  Poontang!  Pussy!?!
Not a Nine Millimeter, you crazy bitch!!!
What the f...?

Aw, hell no - tell me that ain't no real badge?

I didn't mean that shit about goin to prison with you
It was a figure of speech!
And these fine upstanding women in the backseat?
They all my sisters and cousins, yeah
I was just givin them a ride to Midnight Mass

Hey, what about my Benz, Lady?
It's due back at the dealership by tomorrow morning

But they'll charge me a late penalty fee!

My rights?  RIGHTS?!?
What about my right to compliment a pretty woman standing on a streetcorner?

Hey!
HEY?!?

Ummm ..... any of you hoes know a good lawyer?