Lyrics
Speak of the devil and she appears
Heat up the kettle, dishevel her freckles
Wrestle up another beer
Pick up my medals, her meadows got me head-over-heels
Rip up this treble, I bet he'll send over seven deals
Never let money limit me
Honey's got stunning symmetry
Hop in and out of limousines
Pop in an "M" and pity me
In this city we
Sitting pretty, kitty B
I ain't even kidding, G
Living like a legacy
Body like a weapon
Smoking Smith and Wesson in my hand
All night
I might pull
Her trigger one more time
Just to feel her come alive
Caught in the valley
Singing to Alice
She got a long way to go
She got a long way to go
So, call up the valet
She lives in a palace
We've got a long way to go
We got a long way, long way, long way
I know you say you're
I know you say you're all alone
But I don't want to know
She got a body like a weapon
Smoking Smith and Wesson in my hand
All night
I might pull
Her trigger one more time
Just to feel her come alive
(I love the way you wear the hustle, honey)
(Good Lord!)