Floyd's Funk Revival - The Duke Of Sex & Money lyrics

Take a look at daddy mo' with his attitude slung down low He's a pistol packin' pete with a c**ain tongue Long enough to lick his pinkie toe Drives a corvette, sparkle green He'll make a little kitty turn pretty mean Don't come around parkin' in my crib I might get a little bit obscene But that's all that she wrote, when she took away his throne Called the crowning of majesty: the duke of s** & money Pretty confident that she was 19, not your typical beauty queen She wore patented leather boots with a big vinyl smile Wasn't nothing' like the duke had ever seen She got mall hair spiked like a rock Steals the money from her daddy mo's sock Take it downtown to the bank of bad trips Get it done by 5 o'clock She was all this and more, he didn't know what was in store She made a myth out of his moniker; the duke of s** & money