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Dre's Drugstore
Disc 1
01. World Class
02. Flirt
03. Deep Cover
04. Dead Ass Broke
05. Fat Girl
06. Underwater Rhymes
07. Scream
08. Killers
09. Loc It Up
10. Nightmare on Rhyme Street
11. Slice
12. Bad Breath
13. Dunk the Funk
14. No Escaping
15. This Beat Is Def
16. This Is Just a Bonus
Disc 2
01. Surgery
02. 6 in the Morning
03. Situation Hot
04. My Burnin' Heart
05. Dial-A-Freak
06. Oooh My God!
07. The Fly
08. Breakdown
09. Terminator
10. Serious Conversations
11. Gangsta Wages
12. They Got a Badge On
13. Panic Zone
14. J.B. Is in Jail
15. Give Me the Mic
16. Milkshake
Now girlies, ladies, just stay alert
I'm what you call a legitimate flirt
And if you don't know how to spell F-L-I-R King Tee
The coolest of the cool, there's no one cooler than me
Because I talk to dames with no hesitation
I fill their heads with dreams and fascination
And when it's time for me to break that bone
I just wax and send they ass home (see ya)
'Cause I'm a K-I-N-G, no, a P-I-M-P
I put pretty girls to work
Now if you wanna join my crew, you must listen to what I do
It's real simple, it's slick and real easy, I just

Flirt
Girls all wanna try
Flirt
Girls all wanna try
Flirt
Girls all wanna try
Flirt
Girls all wanna try
Flirt

Now don't get me wrong, I don't think I'm macho
I talk to girls and they get all hot, so
I just let 'em know that I'm a real cool niggarole
Not a tramp, just your average gigolo
Close to Casanova, got the knowledge of Farrakhan
Stroll like a pimp or a black Don Juan
I play my role real cool 'cause I don't wanna scare 'em
I'm recruitin' for my King Tee harem
Girls try to front, messin' with the Pooh butt
I just tell 'em who I am and knock boots, huh
I just a-stunt after smokin' a blunt
Catch a real fly girl 'cause they think I'm a hunk, but I'm a

Flirt
Thought I was a flirt
Thought I was
Thought I was a flirt
Thought I was a flirt
Thought I was a flirt

Now wait a cotton-pickin' second, King Tee (what's up?)
You're not a better flirt than me (who are you?)
Pooh the pimp saga
I take the freaks to the Snooty or Ramada
You take girls to a cheap motel (shut up)
Then run your mouth like Howard Cosell
(No, it's not like that, I'm all romances
Skeezers like the way I
Do the cool dances
I got money to spend, I got money to lend
And
If the girls don't want it, hell, give it to the men
I ain't a
Souped-up jerk
It's either my way or the highway, the fly way, I'm a)

Flirt
Oh yeah
That's right, y'all niggas get me
Flirt
Oh yeah
That's right, y'all niggas get me
Flirt
Oh yeah
That's right, y'all niggas get me
Flirt
Oh yeah
That's right, y'all niggas get me
Flirt
Oh yeah

It could be done
But only I could do it
It could be done
But only I could do it
Can't
Can't
Can't
King Tee is one hell of a m
Flirt