Sir Mix-a-lot - The (Peek-a-boo) Game Lyrics
[Intro - Sir Mix-A-Lot (Female voice)](Peek a boo)This is the true story about a young lady I know(Peek a boo)A walkin' zombie, product of the system(Peek a boo)Now she's play a game by her own rules(Peek a boo)The peak a boo game[Verse 1]Deceptive, her game is in the thick lanePick up tips, while you cause some painHundred dollar bills, pot bellies on the prowlPick up your shirt to work is fly but foulA nympho, I don't know but she can dance thoughStart the show her system says go***** on the stage but lovin' the payPeek a boo is the game, the pure never play[Chorus](Peek a boo) The peep show(Peek a boo)(Peek a boo)(Peek a boo)[Verse 2]She's seventeen, but claims to be eighteenBoss on the tip in the back they do the wild thingSayin' please won't get this sleaze to skeaseGoes this skease only G's for feesOnly works late, downtown 1st and PikeYours for the night, if the money's rightShe's a stripper, an Avenol sipperDown with the zipper, cause nobody wants to kiss herShe's the peek a boo pro, yeah you knowSportin' high heels and swimsuits, dancin' at the strip showUsed to have a real name now they call her CocoaCocoa went loco so they paid to see her soloDancin' on the stage, crowd's a rageThey fill up the garter belt to keep the girl paidIt's a trip cause the girl's clockin' dollars with her hipsLike a ape doin' flips for gratuity tipsSuch a shame she's lookin' up the deep throat fameA porno queen with a plastic nameHot black babes meet chocolate menThat's the peek a boo game and you know the end[Chorus](Peek a boo) - 4X[Verse 3]Girls, girls, girls flesh for saleBut you ain't worried cause your pimp puts up the bailThat's the game, table dancin' led to prostitutionPayin' some punk to avoid prosecutionSleepin' with cops, chasin' jocksTwenty dollars a knock, now your smokin' the rockYou started out topless, but tricks want the bottomThen the rock man got 'emRolled you, sold you, then the punk told youGet on the strip, get me paid or I'm a fold youYour sellin' yourself, but you say your just a stripperYour mother's at home, alone, but you forget herNever mind, your contemplatin' a suicideTrippin' on black tar, trapped and you wanna hideStrippin', but they would get you through collegeGirl you know that whacked out game, ain't solidBut you chose it, and you got stuck wit itJump on a table for a dollar a minuteGamble with AIDS when you rambleBut the Mobil's got your mind all scrambledBandits, but the song just a canvasI paint a picture of life, cause some demand thisFrom here to Japan, freak show for payPeek a boo is the game your daughter just might play[Chorus](Peek a boo) - 4X[Verse 4]Now your big time, lookin' up to HoochieoniYour butt got bigger, your fingernails phonyDollars for dames it's a game full a selloutsI know your name, so I'm qualified to yell outBaby, seventeen wit a childStrippin' for perverts and drivin' 'em wildBut there's a man in the back, red eyes and a hatHe wants more than a dance, and a sit on the lapHe wants you Cocoa, he's gone crazyHe thinks pain is a pleasure for a ladyWhy? Because your dancin' like a bimboTouchin' yourself, makin' love to a pencilHe's hot, turned on, wants to beat your brains outAnd he'll pay if you let him just plain outBeat you, like your some kind a petAnd yo wit it Cocoa, did you forget?There's a killer on the loose, nickname Green RiverCreative with the knife and a young girl's liverElusive, smooth, never been spottedLookin' for a girl with a Jones and you got itCash, the root of your sinOpportunity knocked but you were never inBut now it's over Cocoa, forever you will sleepit off, it all started when your father took a peek[Chorus](Peek a boo) - 7X
