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Andre 3000

Genres: Hip-Hop

Pink Matter (remix) Lyrics - Andre 3000

And the peaches and the mangos 

You could sell for me 

 

What do you think my brain is made for 

Is it just a container for the mind 

This great grey matter 

Sensei replied what is your woman 

Is she just a container for the child 

That soft pink matter 

Cotton candy Majin Buu 

Close my eyes and fall into you 

My god she's giving me pleasure 

 

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What if the sky and the stars are for show 

And the aliens are watching live 

From the purple matter 

Sensei went quiet then violent 

And we sparred until we both grew tired 

Nothing mattered 

Cotton candy maajin bu 

Dim the lights and fall into you 

My god giving me pleasure 

Pleasure pleasure pleasure 

Pleasure over matter 

 

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Since you been gone 

I been having withdrawals 

You were such a habit to call 

I ain't myself at all had to tell myself naw 

She's better with some fella with a regular job 

I didn't wanna get her involved 

By dinner Mr. Benjamin was sittin' in awe 

Hopped into my car drove far 

Far's too close and I remember 

My memories no sharp 

Butter knife what a life anyway 

I'm building y'all a clock stop 

What am I Hemingway 

She had the kind of body 

That would probably intimidate 

Any of 'em that were un-southern 

Not me cousin 

If models are made for modeling 

Thick girls are made for cuddlin' 

Switch worlds and we can huddle then 

Who needs another friend 

I need to hold your hand 

You'd need no other man 

We'd flee to other lands 

 

Grey matter 

Blue used to be my favorite color 

Now I ain't got no choice 

Blue matter 

 

You're good at being bad 

You're bad at being good 

For heaven's sakes go to hell 

Knock knock on wood 

You're good at being bad 

You're bad at being good 

For heaven's sakes go to hell 

Knock knock knock knock on wood 

 

Well frankly when that ocean so muhfuckin' good 

Make her swab the muhfuckin' wood 

Make her walk the muhfuckin' plank 

Make her rob a muhfuckin' bank 

With no mask on and a rusty revolver 

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