Opening
The M-G-M Studio Orchestra and Chorus Lyrics
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You got that water like a toilet
Get flushed
I want that paper in my office
This is a little shop of horror, you can't beat around the bush
I wanna market with some workers
I want some workers who can cook
And when I tell them flip the merch
A bad bitch call me silly, I spend it till
it's empty
And now I'm bout to pop her pussy like I'm popping willies
If I'm silly, then she pretty
You want me, you can get me
Just wait til the grand opening, the doors to the Bentley
When I tell you I'm the shit
I clog it up, that mean go get the plunger
We investigating the bed, I guess we both bout to be undercover
And I'ma be around the world, flying with the stars
I'ma be just like a satellite
And when I'm staring at your girl She ain't exotic brod
She just giving me an appetite
And tell the waiter bring the meal, and that I'm tired of waiting
Because she cannot miss her early Scheduled dick appointment
Cause if she do, she'll just reschedule
she be like, yeah, I'm missing you
And I'ma catch her later around 5 in the morning
The lyrics of this song by The M-G-M Studio Orchestra and Chorus convey a confident and assertive attitude towards success and desire. The opening lines, "I got that water like a faucet, You got that water like a toilet," compare two individuals, suggesting that the singer possesses something valuable and desirable while the other person lacks it. The phrase "get flushed" adds a playful twist to this comparison, implying that the singer wants to discard the person who doesn't measure up.
The following lines express a desire for financial success, stating, "I want that paper in my office." The reference to "a little shop of horror" suggests that the pursuit of success can be daunting and challenging. The singer insists on transparency and directness, as indicated by the line, "you can't beat around the bush." They then express a need for competent and efficient workers, using the metaphor of cooking to emphasize the importance of skill and speed in executing tasks.
The lyrics continue with a mix of explicit and provocative imagery. The singer describes a sexual encounter and their ability to satisfy their partner's desires. The references to money and luxury, such as the "grand opening" and "doors to the Bentley," suggest a lavish and extravagant lifestyle. The mention of being "just like a satellite" implies a global presence and ambition. The lyrics conclude with the anticipation of meeting someone in the early morning, hinting at a casual encounter or rendezvous.
Overall, the lyrics reflect a confident and assertive persona who is unapologetically pursuing material success and pleasure.
Line by Line Meaning
I got that water like a faucet Yeah
I have an abundant supply of something valuable
You got that water like a toilet
Get flushed
You possess something of lesser quality that will be discarded
I want that paper in my office
I desire financial success and wealth
This is a little shop of horror, you can't beat around the bush
This situation or place is filled with danger and deception, requiring directness
I wanna market with some workers
I aspire to have a successful business with capable employees
I want some workers who can cook
I seek employees who are skillful and efficient
And when I tell them flip the merch
They flip fast, kick fast, nunchucks
When I instruct them to sell products, they do it quickly and skillfully
A bad bitch call me silly, I spend it till
it's empty
An attractive and confident individual considers me reckless with money, spending excessively
And now I'm bout to pop her pussy like I'm popping willies
I am about to engage in sexual intercourse with her as if it's a casual activity
If I'm silly, then she pretty
If I am seen as foolish, she must be physically attractive
You want me, you can get me
Just wait til the grand opening, the doors to the Bentley
If you desire my presence, be patient until a significant event occurs, then you'll have access to luxury
When I tell you I'm the shit
I clog it up, that mean go get the plunger
When I confidently assert my superiority, it creates a blockage that requires action to resolve
We investigating the bed, I guess we both bout to be undercover
We are engaging in intimate activities, metaphorically playing the role of undercover agents
And I'ma be around the world, flying with the stars
I'ma be just like a satellite
I will travel extensively and be connected to influential and famous individuals
And when I'm staring at your girl She ain't exotic brod
She just giving me an appetite
When I gaze at someone else's partner, I am not fascinated by their uniqueness, but rather, it stimulates my desire for them
And tell the waiter bring the meal, and that I'm tired of waiting
Instruct the server to serve the food promptly, as I'm growing impatient
Because she cannot miss her early scheduled dick appointment
She must not delay her planned sexual encounter
Cause if she do, she'll just reschedule
she be like, yeah, I'm missing you
If she happens to postpone, she will rearrange the meeting and express her desire for my presence
And I'ma catch her later around 5 in the morning
I will meet her again at a later time, specifically around 5 AM
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: Anthony Drain Jr.
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