The group really isn’t new, but still it’s new to all you readers in bloggerland. What most people don’t know about me is that I write music in addition to all of the other crazy things I do.Robin Antinactually inspired me to start creating a group in my mind. My music doesn’t really fit my voice, and if I were to become an artist, it wouldn’t fit me as an artist, and then I discovered her. I found out that I can actually write the music for another group. And because I write so much in so many styles, I’ve decided to like create two individual groups. Names, to you are insignificant but, here are some lyrics to a new song for one of the groups. Oh, parenthesis means kinda whispered!
5 O’clock Martini
Slam the door, put the pedal to the floor
Text the girls, what’s in store
Let the hair drop, take of these lenses
Don’t wanna hear you talk, don’t care about yo’ Benzes
Get outta my way, through two or three passes
I had a bad day, gotta DATE with some glasses
Take of them pearls(Don’t wanna hear you)
Let down the curls(Don’t wanna hear you)
Sorry if I ain’t kind (Don’t wanna hear you)
But I AIN’T got the time (Don’t wanna hear ya)
I’m on my way for my 5 O’clock Martini
Ain’t no time to play, where’s my 5 o’clock Martini
Hard a hard day at the desk for my 5 o’clock Martini
So DON’T be a pesk, throw back my 5 o’clock Martini
When I walk in the door, the bartender knows
I just glance at the bar where the gin and tonic flows
The girls beat me here, through 2 glasses quickly
They done snagged a crew, they betta not get finicky
Don’t know what you think but you shouldn’t be scared
Like what you see? The wealth can be shared
Push up the girls(Listen, watch)
Shake out the curls (Listen watch)
Check the war paint(Listen watch)
Make them boys faint (Listen watch)
Bat them eyes, I got my 5 o’clock martini
Show them thighs, I got my 5 o’clock martini
Don’t be afraid, I got my 5 o’clock martini
Cause they bout to get played, I got my 5 o’clock martini
Girls, for too long we been waitin,
Gettin played and fooled!
We go home from work, and wait for him
to get done with his scotch,
and then come and make a move.
It’s time for our own after work drink!
So tomorrow, when you get off of yo’ 9 to 5.
Take off the pears(It’s my time)
Shake out the curls(It’s my time)
Get rid of yo’ lenses(It’s yo’ time)
Cause we got our own BENZES!(It’s yo’ time)