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Murs

Genres: Hip-Hop

Suzanne Vega Lyrics - Murs

(Slug) 

I was sitting at the stoplight 

In my car rolled down the windows 

When this driver pulled on side of me 

And offered me some indo 

I told her that I didnt smoke 

But I thanked her for the offer 

I thought I might just ask her name 

Instead I made a left 

 

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(Murs) 

On 3rd and La Cienega 

Can't front I was into her 

She offered me a blunt 

Damn I wish I smoked Indica 

Cause I'll remember her 

From the center of Beverly, she was heavenly 

Still on my mind from a while back 

She had a smile that shook the clouds off the sun 

A set of lovely lips made me fumble my tongue 

Hair up in a bun, up under a cap 

She was a down low beauty, see I like 'em like that 

She kept it on the low, but high enough to see 

She made me feel special, like she did it all for me 

Not much up top, I would say about a B 

Her pants hugged her frame, made me want to know her name 

But I've never been the type to step up and spit game 

In a mall full of women that were begging for attention 

Fake eyes, fake tits, fake hair extensions 

She walked through my dreams 

Then she cut through the seams 

 

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(Slug) 

My name is Sluggo 

I live on the 7th floor 

I live upstairs from you 

I'm the one you try to ignore 

If you hear music late at night 

Some kind of party 

Some kind of life 

Just dont call the cops on me 

Girl come up stairs and talk to me 

She got the facial pierceing 

Half done sleeve work 

Change cashed in, reaction knee-jerk 

Drama control functional alcholic 

The barbie doll skirt 

Professional flirt 

She go chama, chama, chama 

Chameleon hair color 

Machete pesonality, carry a pair cutter 

Talk a lot of shit 

Walk like an egyptian 

Loves to sleep with no favorite position 

Bout 5'6, nice lips 

Make her life hips 

Tough soul, she fuck slow but fight quick 

Eyeball daggers, walk with a swagger 

I know you got troubles but it don't really matter 

From what I gather 

We should verse 

Let's place bets to see who's gonna move first 

Leisurely come speak to me 

See life is like a song can you keep the beat 

It goes 

 

(Slug & Murs) 

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Instead I made a left 

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