Buffalo Stance (feat. Mapei)

Who's looking good today? No moneyman Could win my love Who's that gigolo on the street With his hands in his pockets and his crocodile feet? Hanging off the curb, looking all disturbed And the boys from home, they all came running They were making noise, manhandling toys There's the girl on the block with the nasty curls Wearing padded bras sucking beers through straws Dropping down their drawers, where did you get yours? Gigolo, huh, sucka Gigolo, huh, sucka Who's looking good today? Who's looking good in every way? No style rookie You better watch, don't mess with me No moneyman could win my love It's sweetness that I'm thinking of We always hang in a buffalo stance We do the dive every time we dance I'll give you love, baby, not romance I'll make a move nothing left to chance So don't you get fresh with me So you say you wanted money but you know it's never funny When your shoes worn through and there's a rumble in your tummy But you had to have style, get a gold tooth smile Put a girl on the corner so you can make a pile Committed a crime and went inside It was coming your way but you had to survive When you lost your babe, you lost your race Now you're looking at me to take her place (what the fuck?) Who's looking good today? (Really though) Who's looking good in every way? (Yeah) No style rookie You better watch, don't mess with me No moneyman could win my love (mmm, you think you got it) It's sweetness that I'm thinking of We always hang in a buffalo stance We do the dive every time we dance I'll give you love, baby, not romance I'll make a move nothing left to chance So don't you get fresh with me Smokin', not cokin', get funky sax Looking good, hang in with the Wild Bunch Looking good in a buffalo stance Looking good when it comes to the crunch Looking good's a state of mind State of mind, don't look behind you State of mind or you'll be dead State of mind, may I remind you Bomb the bass, rock this place! Yo, he's a fuckboy No moneyman could win my love It's sweetness that I'm thinking of We always hang in a buffalo stance We do the dive every time we dance I'll give you love, baby, not romance I'll make a move nothing left to chance So don't you get fresh with me Wind on my face, sound in my ears Water from my eyes, and you on my mind As I sink, diving down deep Deeper into your soul Yeah No moneyman could win my love It's sweetness that I'm thinking of No moneyman could win my love No moneyman could win my love No moneyman could win my love No moneyman could win my love No moneyman could win my love No moneyman-