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Hello and hallelujah for the wheel of fortune Thank God they got a selection of men they can auction Be him Black, be him white Rude, stank, or polite They got catalogues, you know Honey dips hold tight Form a line, form a line behind me You know what I'm sayin'? I been waiting since last year child, I'm not playin' I'ma find myself somebody if it takes all week Find me a piece of butt and no longer will I seek
To find the perfect brother (Spin the wheel of fortune) To find the perfect brother (Spin the wheel of fortune) To find the perfect brother (Spin the wheel of fortune) To find the perfect brother (Spin the wheel of fortune)
First off I got a drug dealer, a heart stealer Bucks hangin' out his butt, to him it was no big deal Bought me this, bought me that Tried to spread me, forget that My name is not Country Crock You big Spock looking muskrat Having money don't make you God Find yourself a hole for you to stick your rod No, no, no, we can't be lovers No, no, no, we can't be friends Only one thing left to do Have to spin again
To find the perfect brother (Spin the wheel of fortune) To find the perfect brother (Spin the wheel of fortune) To find the perfect brother (Spin the wheel of fortune) To find the perfect brother (Spin the wheel of fortune)
The second was a bum crumb, nothing having mug Personality okay, but face looking like a pug He said, 'Come over to my house and watch movies' I said, 'Who me? So that you can do me?' Not that I would but at least the dealer would have paid You don't wanna spend no money and you wanna get laid Back off, here's a dollar and the deal Treat yourself to White Castle's For me it's back to the wheel
To find the perfect brother (Spin the wheel of fortune) To find the perfect brother (Spin the wheel of fortune) To find the perfect brother (Spin the wheel of fortune) To find the perfect brother (Spin the wheel of fortune)
The third was a white collar working in Manhattan When he walked, when he talked When he ate there was a pattern He tried to change the way I dressed and I talked Showing me the difference in the different types of forks I said, 'Mr. Connoisseur, you can stuff it' You gotta love me for me or love nothin' Take your forks and shove 'em all where the sun don't shine And I'm back to spin the wheel just one more time
To find the perfect brother (Spin the wheel of fortune) To find the perfect brother (Spin the wheel of fortune) To find the perfect brother (Spin the wheel of fortune) To find the perfect brother (Spin the wheel of fortune)
The final was a cop from up the block The type that catches kids from picking next door neighbor's locks He liked to keep tabs, don't you know he was a psycho? He also liked to hit, I said, 'Well now, it's time that I go' I said, 'Don't touch me, you might lose your nuts I'll stick 'em in a pickle jar and wouldn't give a butt Keep your hands to yourself if you know what I'm sayin' There's a knife in my bag, brother, man, I'm not playin', ya know'
To find the perfect brother (Spin the wheel of fortune) To find the perfect brother (Spin the wheel of fortune) To find the perfect brother (Spin the wheel of fortune) To find the perfect brother (Spin the wheel of fortune)
There you go, there you have it, wheel of fortune didn't work Instead of meetin' gentlemen I met a bunch of jerks One with too much money, the other not a cent One too snobby and the other had no sense I guess for Monie Love it's right back to the drawing board How long will it be before I actually score? I gotta find somebody to unleash all this affection I know what I'ma do, I think I'll try the Love Connection
To find the perfect brother (Try the Love Connection) To find the perfect brother (Try the Love Connection) To find the perfect brother (Try the Love Connection) To find the perfect brother (Try the Love Connection)
Huh, huh, huh, huh, two, three Huh, huh, huh, huh, two, three Huh, huh, two, three Huh, huh, two, three (Spin the wheel of fortune) Huh, huh, two three (Spin the wheel of fortune) Huh, two, three Form a line, form a line behind me (Try the Love Connection) You know what I'm sayin'? Form a line, form a line behind me (Spin the wheel of fortune) You know what I'm sayin'? Form a line, form a line, form a line, form a line (Try the Love Connection) Form a line, form a line behind me, Monie Love (Spin the wheel of fortune)
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