MeShell Ndegocello - Pocketbook Lyrics

Look-a-here
Huh

C'mon
Yeah
C'mon
C'mon
Yeah
C'mon

Ya like to have money in your pocketbook
That's alright
Ya gotta lotta sense
Runnin' through your bones
And that's alright

Your mama got to be fine
You probably breastfed
'Cause you look all healthy
Ooh
With your chi-chi pretty eyes
Put on your prada lip balm
And sit, baby
With the swerve in your hip
Order
Can i get a drink?
Yeah
Yes you can
Pull the wad from your purse
Tip
Start singin' my shit
With the chorus
First

Ya like to have money in your pocketbook
That's alright
Ya gotta lotta sense
Runnin' through your bones
And that's alright
You like to be in the know
With all the major figures
And
That's alright
You like to hang out and shake that thing
Mmm
And that's alright

Girl got your own thing
You know everybody
High class,
Mediocre
To riff raff
Love is the root politic
You read between the paragraphs
You know what you make after taxes
You like to get free
You've been to cuba
And you don't watch tv
You only get greedy
For the power of the p
Yeah
And me
Now

Ya like to have money in your pocketbook
That's alright
Ya gotta lotta sense
Runnin' through your bones
And that's alright
You like to be in the know
With all the major figures
And
That's alright
You like to hang out and shake that thing
All night
And that's alright

Yeah, ooh
How that feel?
How'd