Gypsy Skirt by Sant Prince Lyrics
Intro-
Borat: "I serious" (*DJ scratching)
...now, usually I don't do this but um, hey!
Verse 1:
Show me da magic let me get
Some of them tears
Bae, I'm tryin to see
Where I'ma be in
10 or 20 years
Look into that crystal ball
Open up that heart of cards
Want a palace, want it all
Lifestyle, C-Zar
So she took me by the hand
And she lead me to "The Room" and uh
Yeah she a pro, I can smell the perfume
And uh
Lights out, candles lit around the room
She got rubies on her fingers
Got em shining in my face
Now she on a table
And I'm staring at her waist
Body movin so smooth
Lookin like a snake
Gotta get ya home, babygirl
I can't wait
Lookin like a snack
And I wanna have a taste
Wanna take it all
Wanna put it on a plate
Wanna have it all
But she say I gotta wait
Lookin in them eyes
Put them hands on her waist
"Nah this ain't for free, honey boy
You gotta pay!"
Well bae I gotta go
And she say "why?"
"I'm outta dough"
She say "I know"
And I say "what?"
And said bye, & I say bye
And I said "Thank for you the show"
Then I proceed to call my bro
And when I got up in the car
He picked it up and I said "Yo!"
And he said "Yo!"
And he said "Bro"
And I said "Bro you gotta go!"
And he said "bro you mean the spot?"
He told me "bro y'already know!-
So let's go and get some food!"
Damn I ain't tryin' to be rude, but
I'm thinkin that I left my wallet
Back up in the room!
Now I'm leavin' and I'm dashing
Yeah I'm speeding, nearly crashin'
Cuz I'm weavin' & I'm fiendin
Just to get up outta traffic
If she got it ima grab it, ima take it
Ima snatch it cuz I-
I gotta get it, i got-
Gotta get it
So i pull up, where she at?
Told me that she in the back
Marchin' all the way up in it
Cuz I'm feelin' kinda mad
Then I busted in the door
Caught her practicin a dance
And then bro, i swear to god, put me
Right up in a trance!
Hook:
Now its breakfast on the beach in
San Diegooo!
Feel the breeze and now I got
Saaaandy Eggo's!
Then I woke up out of it and
Got what I came for!
Now she wanna tell me that's it on
The show goes on
The show goes on
The show goes on
The show goes on (*fade)
...you cannot fool me
Borat: "Is this understood?"
Borat: "I serious" (*DJ scratching)
...now, usually I don't do this but um, hey!
Verse 1:
Show me da magic let me get
Some of them tears
Bae, I'm tryin to see
Where I'ma be in
10 or 20 years
Look into that crystal ball
Open up that heart of cards
Want a palace, want it all
Lifestyle, C-Zar
So she took me by the hand
And she lead me to "The Room" and uh
Yeah she a pro, I can smell the perfume
And uh
Lights out, candles lit around the room
She got rubies on her fingers
Got em shining in my face
Now she on a table
And I'm staring at her waist
Body movin so smooth
Lookin like a snake
Gotta get ya home, babygirl
I can't wait
Lookin like a snack
And I wanna have a taste
Wanna take it all
Wanna put it on a plate
Wanna have it all
But she say I gotta wait
Lookin in them eyes
Put them hands on her waist
"Nah this ain't for free, honey boy
You gotta pay!"
Well bae I gotta go
And she say "why?"
"I'm outta dough"
She say "I know"
And I say "what?"
And said bye, & I say bye
And I said "Thank for you the show"
Then I proceed to call my bro
And when I got up in the car
He picked it up and I said "Yo!"
And he said "Yo!"
And he said "Bro"
And I said "Bro you gotta go!"
And he said "bro you mean the spot?"
He told me "bro y'already know!-
So let's go and get some food!"
Damn I ain't tryin' to be rude, but
I'm thinkin that I left my wallet
Back up in the room!
Now I'm leavin' and I'm dashing
Yeah I'm speeding, nearly crashin'
Cuz I'm weavin' & I'm fiendin
Just to get up outta traffic
If she got it ima grab it, ima take it
Ima snatch it cuz I-
I gotta get it, i got-
Gotta get it
So i pull up, where she at?
Told me that she in the back
Marchin' all the way up in it
Cuz I'm feelin' kinda mad
Then I busted in the door
Caught her practicin a dance
And then bro, i swear to god, put me
Right up in a trance!
Hook:
Now its breakfast on the beach in
San Diegooo!
Feel the breeze and now I got
Saaaandy Eggo's!
Then I woke up out of it and
Got what I came for!
Now she wanna tell me that's it on
The show goes on
The show goes on
The show goes on
The show goes on (*fade)
...you cannot fool me
Borat: "Is this understood?"