Lyrics: Positive K. Nightshift.

"You talkin' just like a pimp"
"You see pimpin's big business and it's been goin' on
Since the beginning of time and it's gonna continue
Straight ahead till somebody up there turns out
The lights on this small planet"

Allow me to propose a toast
Allow me to propose a toast from the Pos and not the
In this event I've come to swing
Bust a move, present a crown for the king

The true black mack with a knack to attract a stack
Girls attack, I spin dem out like crack
I say, "Cupid, draw back your bow
Let your arrow flow and yo hit the hoe"

So let me work my maneuver
There's none smoother, so you know that I'ma soothe her
And uhh, when I start to shoot the gift
The next day, I got you workin' on the nightshift

I got you workin' on the nightshift
I got you workin' on the nightshift

That's right Pos baby, you gotta school
These young mack's comin' up today y'know?
I mean to be frank, they just hot dogs
The girls are relish, and they need to ketch-up on they pimpin

Positive, oh yes, the fly pimp
I do my thing but I would never attempt
To brag or boast, to try to say that I'm the baddest
When it comes to this, know my status
(Bitches)

Ridin' with Kane in a Mercedes
Flashin' high-beams, amongst all the young ladies
They step up askin' me to get in
But you know my motto, no skins, no Benz
(Heh)

I give the kiss of death, just like Blackula
Before you know it, I'm like a mack to her
One whiff of the gap shot swift
And quit your day job, 'cause now you're on the nightshift

I got you workin' on the nightshift
I got you workin' on the nightshift

Check it out, I go by the name of
Well for the time being let's just call me 50 Grand
Because, umm, he, heh
There's 50 states and I G'd in each one of them
Heh, kick it baby

I'm what you'd call a smooth microphone controller
My lifestyle's like suave bola
Keep my hair in a cameo, gettin' gas from Amoco
The only thing I'm sniffin' is your girlfriend pantyhose

Inhales, exhales, another hit, baby
And if you find that kinky
Put some barbecue sauce on the tip of my Pinky
Watch me get freaky like a nymphomaniac

And exotic, an erotic tour with the mack
No I'm no one to be played with
(Auditions at 12 baby)
For the nightshift

I got you workin' on the nightshift
I got you workin' on the nightshift
I got you workin' on the nightshift

Man, you got to work your women by the scale
I mean if she's skinny, make her bring you home a good penny
And if she fat, make her pay like she weigh
Hmm, come again now

I'ma quote an old song, that's if I might
What they used to say? "The freaks come out at night"
Yeah, believe it's true, in fact it's a reality
Some do it for the love and some do it for the salary

Women are true and women are deceiving
Women are also, ladies of the evening
Shakin' them hips softly while she's steppin'
The lovin' ain't a tool, the lovin' is a weapon

Time keeps tickin' and the world keeps turnin'
Thought I knew it all, but I'm still learnin'
So fellas watch your ladies cause it's women I'm pursuin'
Takin' 'em away, no matter what you're doin'

I don't play games, cause games are for fools
And when your girl picks me you know the rules
And when she disappears, don't even wonder if
'Cause I'm tellin' you now I got her on the nightshift

I got her workin' on the nightshift
I got 'em workin' on the nightshift

Uhh, I got 'em workin' on the nightshift
Ah, here we go, uhh, yeah baby, c'mon
Uhh, yeah, c'mon, uhh, a yeah baby, c'mon
Check it out, c'mon