"Saturday Blues" as written by and Ishman Bracey....
Now you tell me, mama
Do you fake disguise
Kid wit' you, hid all day
Run to me at night

Wit' yo' kid all day
An run to me at night
Wit' yo' kid all day
An run to me at night

Now, my big love woman
Tote my pocket change
And my, sometimes woman
Won't do the same

An you better not let my
Angel catch you here
Don't never let my
Angel catch you here

'Cause it's ain't no tellin'
What she might do
Now, an she might cut you
And she might shoot you, too

Now, an she might cut you
She might shoot you, too
Lord, she might cut you
She might shoot you, too

Now, she's the meanest woman
That I've ever seen
And when I ask for water
Gave me gasoline

Now, I asked her for water
Gave me gasoline
Lord, an asked for water
Gave me gasoline

Now, if you want yo' woman
To look like the rest
You buy her high-brown powder
Palmer's Skin Success

You buy her high-brown powder
Palmer Skin Success
Buy her high-brown powder
Palmer Skin Success

Now, I've got 4, 5 puppies
An got 1 shaggy hound
It takes all them dogs
To run my women down

It takes all them dogs to
Run my women down
6 for them dogs to
Run my women down

Now, just 4, 5 puppies
An got 1 shaggy hound
It takes all them dogs
To run my women down

It takes all them dogs to
Run my women down
Takes 4 a-them dogs to
Run my women down.


Lyrics submitted by FackingHell

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