P.M. Dawn - Plastic текст песни

Prince sing another song, it's written on your face. Instead I put
Pressure on the whole damn place. I never liked running through the
Crowd with no proof. So now I gotta flex in the steps of the truth.
Forever hearing Prince has to stick to his kind. Prince make a love
Song about a Tech 9. I thought Prince Be had to be Prince Be. Yet
They wanna riff when they find I disagree. With that dog eat dog,
I'm a get mine. Even if I'm steppin on your frame of mind. You can
Ring things where the ringin' things at. But Prince Be thinks it's
Widdack. So now I'm accused of spiking the punch. And I'll be the
Scapegoat for faking the funk. But when they set up another prime
Time beef. What's hard at first but melts in the heat. They call
That plastic... (Chorus) (What) Plastic y'all. Plastic (what)
Plastic y'all. Plastic (what) plastic y'all. Plastic (what) plastic
Y'all. Shake it up over here... (Repeat Chorus) Lord what they