Murs - Love Is A Pimp lyrics

[Slug] Man shut the f** up! It wasn't 'til like 1997 that you stopped tryin to be Prince Wha**up man? Why you look all upset all the time? Ohhh, it's like huh To be honest I kinda respect the way that you be walkin around all stupid like that And with a Sean Daly type of obsession for women He starts off to the sunset on his sins And he looks to the sky past the blue in the clouds And says, "Damn God tell me you ain't proud" Everybody's talkin 'bout the end of the world Like everybody wanna make friends with my girl I guess y'all got bored with the good old days Like there ever really was any anyways Don't ever close your eyes unless you're tryin to sleep But you never fall asleep unless you count some sheep And them sheep don't baa unless you f** them raw So shut your mouth and pretend that you're deep deep How deep? Deeper than her panties Deeper than the pile of steering fluid in the antifreeze And I'll be damned if she survives the trip Second guessin each breath that rides her lips I'm tryin to drive the sh**, only alive to fit inside of her hips, it's time for a sip Fibers of the mind rip into fine strips of life and love while I was tryin to get a grip [Chorus: repeat 4X] Get a grip and, let it live man Life is a b**h and love is a pimp [Slug] Unfocused this, broken chips Swollen tits, solo trips Vocal glitch, I know it's so sick But you're still caught up in that loco b**h Crippin, on that other level mentioned Flippin, become the center of attention Sniffin, now let's begin the intervention Skip it - k** myself and be a legend in my own brain head stains red like the flame spread All for the jealousy sleepin in the same bed Off with the head, cops came with the aim said Off with the led, clouds came and the rain bled "Shut the f** up!" Why you wanna lie to a believer? Stop the voices inside of my receiver Get a grip on that bottle of fever And quit actin like you live in a theater; b**h [Chorus] [Slug] Love is a lot like a buzz When the buzz gets strong it can spawn hallucinations It can roll into a permanent vacation Or it can crash just to land your a** on the pavement Love is a lot like an ego When it's up it can let people down And when it's lost they wanna see it found But when it grows everybody wanna toss it around Love is a lot like d**h It can change the way that you see To shine in lu-cids of findin pu-ssy To sign a new lease to life is too cheap So hide the money, you never knew me So spike the honey, I wish that you'd leave I'm dyin to breathe, the fight is too sweet I'd like to go free, I'll cry you to sleep - get a grip! [Chorus] [Slug] Muscles twitch, faucet drips The engine quits, transmission slips The fate eclipse, the record skips Don't slit your wrists, peace to Mr. Dibbs