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| - It's 3am. You're crunked on space wine. It's 3 am. You can't sleep. It's 3 am. Your roommate is hosting a drum circle on the verge of infiltrating hyperspace. It's 3 am. All you want is a paraffin treatment and a mani/pedi. I always find myself in such predicaments and thus, I always find myself at Get Nailed. Catering to jet setting prostitutes and nocturnal strippers, Get Nailed offers hair cuts, hair color, manicures, and spa pedicures 24 hrs/day. The prices are reasonable ($50 for a mani/pedi, $50 for a haircut). The inertia of the graveyard shift was weighing on my manicurist last week- a basic mani/pedi took her over an hour. I didn't care, I had a whore convention the next day. This review is awesome.
Girls be so thirsty thirsty
Fast forward to the end of my song
And say third verse me verse me
Whenever I hit block I see
Tricks try to rehearse me hearse me
From manicure sets to silky weaves
They be so grimey, nasty, bogus
Germy, dirty
Uh oh
Shol did
You ain't slick
Naw, let the pioneer blast my shit
Wait a minute
Hold up
Bubble letters on my butt say "Fresh"
Oops I'm a go
Nails like whoa
Acrylic base
Top all gold
Colors on my nails
To the paint on my toes
Stay fresh I'm accustomed to gold
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