I’m Your Girl Scout, Yeah

The Original Song so you can catch the beat as you read:

I’m your mama, I’m your daddy,
I’m your peanut butter patties.
I’m your doctor when in need.
Want Samoas? Thin Mints please.
You know me, I’m your friend,
Your main girl, thick and thin.
I’m your Girl Scout, yeah…

Ain’t I clean, bad machine
Super cool, super sweet
Dealin’ good, Caramels,
Peanut Butter Sandwich, yeah.
Secret stash, Thanks-a-Lots,
Baddest cookies, man alive!
I’m your Girl Scout, yeah…

Heavy mind, every sign
Makin’ money all the time
Get that cash for the cause
Rah Rah Raisins and Trefoils
Toffee-tastic, Trios BANG
Selling cookies is our thang
I’m your Girl Scout, yeah…

Eight boxes, please
For a generous fee
Make your world what you want it to be
I love these cookies, desperately
Wanna get em every year just for me
Been told I can’t get em but one time year
Just a hustler in spite of myself
I know I can’t break it
This life just don’t make it
Lord, Lord, yeah

Got to get cookies, now
Gotta get cookies, y’all
Got to get those Girl Scout cookies, now…

I’m your Girl Scout, yeah…
I’m your Girl Scout, yeah…
I’m your Girl Scout, yeah…
I’m your Girl Scout, yeah…

~Marta G.
*************

“Pusherman”

I’m your mama, I’m your daddy,
I’m that nigga in the alley.
I’m your doctor when in need.
Want some coke? Have some weed.
You know me, I’m your friend,
Your main boy, thick and thin.
I’m your pusherman.

Ain’t I clean, bad machine
Super cool, super mean
Dealin’ good, for The Man.
Superfly, here I stand.
Secret stash, heavy bread,
Baddest bitches in the bed,
I’m your pusherman

Silent life of crime
A man of odd circumstance,
A victim of ghetto demands.
Feed me money for style
And I’ll let you trip for a while.
Insecure from the past,
How long can a good thing last?
No, no, no

Got to be mellow, y’all
Got to get mellow, now
Pusherman gettin’ mellow, y’all

Heavy mind, every sign
Makin’ money all the time
My LD and just me
For all junkies to see
Ghetto Prince is my thing
Makin’ love’s how I swing
I’m your pusherman

Two bags, please
For a generous fee
Make your world what you want it to be
Got a woman I love desperately
Wanna give her somethin’ better than me
Been told I can’t be nuthin’ else
Just a hustler in spite of myself
I know I can break it
This life just don’t make it
Lord, Lord, yeah

Got to get mellow, now
Gotta be mellow, y’all
Got to get mellow, now

I’m your mama, I’m your daddy,
I’m that nigga in the alley.
I’m your doctor when in need.
Want some coke? Have some weed.
You know me, I’m your friend,
Your main boy, thick and thin.
I’m your pusherman.
I’m your pusherman.
I’m your pusherman.
I’m your pusherman.
Lord, Lord

One thought on “I’m Your Girl Scout, Yeah

  1. Your creativity always blows me away Marta. I am so proud of you. Your writing is a great inspiration to me. In spite of my struggles, I SHALL CONTINUE TO WRITE!!!!
    Malinda G.

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