Hooker — Pink

Chorus 2X

And you ain't nothin' but a hooker Sellin' your fuckin' soul

Back up! They want you, I swear You got no worries, you got no cares All you got is motherfuckers who will jock you Yeah, you got money in your pocket And you shoot up the ground like a rocket You move so fast, lord you can't stop it There you are in the club swingin' And I'm just standin' there, standin' there laughin' All the things people have you believin' I feel sorry for your ass is out of season Maybe you should think of cuttin' down drinkin' Cause you look like a fat rat sinkin' I coulda helped you, but you had to act out You don't have a fuckin' clue what I'm about

Chorus 2X

And you ain't nothin' but a hooker Sellin' your fuckin' soul

I saw it comin' through the line like a full back You're a crack slack, a fuckin' rap back (yeah) Don't react, you're not fact Don't give a fuck, yes, like that What you gonna do now that you ain't got nothin' Look around honey, you been frontin' Everybody knows that you're a fraud! (And I'm making records!) My salutations, no hesitations No reservation, just cancellation And if I blow it then I blow it Cause I'm a poet and I know it

Chorus 2X

And you ain't nothin' but a hooker Sellin' your fuckin' soul

Repeat Until Fade

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