Simon Says [Remix]
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Lyrics for Simon Says [Remix] by Pharoahe Monch
Songwriters: Jamerson, Troy Donald
Simon says get the fuck up
New York City gritty committee, pity the fool that
Fuck it I said, rub on your titties
Yeah, I said it, rub on your titties
You holdin' up the wall
Act shitty in the midst of the calm, the witty
New York City gritty committee, pity the fool that
I'm soon to motivate the room, control the game like Tomb Raider
Brooklyn in the back shootin' craps now what's up?
The Bronx is in the back shootin' craps, now what's up?
Long Isle, get the fuck up
If you tired of the same old everyday you will agree
I said, rub on your titties
Get the fuck up
Then you missin' the point
'Cause I asked the girls to rub on their breast-eses
You all up in the Range, then your shit's inebriated
Get the fuck up
Stated to be the best, I must confess the star made it
But when I'm in the street, then shit it's all good
Act shitty in the midst of the calm, the witty
(Yo, where you at?)
Shaolin, get the fuck up
Took my underground loot without the gold
Simon says get the fuck up
New Jeru, get the fuck up
Ignorant minds, I free 'em
If you holdin' up the wall, then you missin' the point
I'm the most obligated, hard and R-Rated
Y'all know the name
Girls, rub on your titties
Girlies, rub on your titties
Yak y'all what's up?
Put your hands to the sky
Girlies, rub on your titties
Style's greater, let my lyrics anoint
Uptown let me see 'em
Notorious for the six-fives and the BM's
Roc-clock dollars flip, tips like a waiter
Pharoahe-fuckin'-Monch, ain't a damn thang changed
Act shitty in the midst of the calm, the witty
Wicked like Exorcist, this is the joint
I alleviated the pain with a long-term goal
New York City gritty committee, pity the fool that
Phased from your original plan, you deviated
Heads give you beef, you put 'em in the mausoleum
And the shit don't start pumpin' 'til after 12 p.m.
This is for either or Rollies or Timex-eses
Some might even say this song is sexist-es
Whether you're ridin' the train or in Lexus-es
Throw your hands in the sky
You sold platinum round the world, I sold wood in the hood
Queens is in the back sippin'

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