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[Verse One: Andre]<br><br>Yeah<br>Oh yes I love her like Egyptian, want a description, my royal highness<br>So many plusses when I bust that there can´t be no minus<br>Went from yellin crickets and crows, bitches and hoes to queen thangs<br>Over the years I been up on my toes and yes I seen thangs<br>like Kilroy, chill boi because them folks might think you soft<br>talkin like that, man fuck them niggaz I´m goin off<br>and comin right back, like boomerangs when you throw em<br>With these old ghetto poems, Bankhead is better for em<br>When they can let they throw em, down from hitchikin and bitin niggaz<br>until the temple they call the body, now everybody got it<br>Had it, talked about it amongst they friends<br>Comin around my crew lookin Jazzy, wanna pretend<br>like you Ms. Goodie, Four-Shoes, even Bo knew, that you got poked<br>like accupuncture patients while our nation is a boat<br>Straight sinkin, I hate thinkin that these the future mommas<br>of our chillun, they fuckin a different nigga every time<br>they get the feelin to, I´m willin to go the extra kilo-meter<br>just to see my senorita get her pillow<br>on the side of my bed where no good ever stay<br>House and doctor was the games we used to play<br>but now it´s real Jazzy Belle...<br><br>[Verse Two: Big Boi]<br><br>See what if you was a playa real playa not no slouch<br>Havin the very best of life lots of steak and Perignon<br>Smokin an ounce of weed yeah every single day was personal FreakNik<br>Freakin these hoes in Polo clothes life as you conceived it<br>but your conception, deception, lookin into your watch I see<br>you weapon and it´s depressin, they´re diggin up in your thighs<br>leavin deposits keep your closets open not your boots and drawers<br>Hopin to get you sprung like bell-bottoms, steadily callin me Antwan<br>cause you thinkin that you my lady bitch don´t play me cause you´re chanky<br>I wanted to hit that ass but me and the Goodie we got danky<br>So thank thee, you runnin that Southerplayalistic game<br>You was the only one to blame, a nigga don´t even know yo´ name<br>it´s a shame, you crackin em up and fuckin a nigga like Tupac up<br>I´m leavin these foes to be the flowers and wake don´t get me see<br>I gotta be feedin my daughter, teach her to be that Natural Woman<br>Cause you´ll be Waiting to Exhale while you other hoes be<br>Dumb and Dumber, yeah you know what I´m sayin?<br><br>[Verse Three: Andre, Big Boi]<br><br>One two, yessss, ummkay, check this out right here now<br>See me ain´t no good, in the black on black ´Llac no star<br>Windows are tinted so that no one knows who us are<br>Talk bad about her nigga guaranteed to snap like bra<br>Strap stickin together like grandma and grandpa-pa<br>In this dog eat dog world, kitty cats be scratchin on my<br>furry coat to curl, up with me and my bowl of kibbles and bits<br>I want to earl, cause most of the girls that we was likin<br>in high school, now they dykein *laughin*<br><br>Havin no mercy for the disrespect-ful ones, some<br>be hangin around the crew lookin for funds, dumb<br>deaf and fine, they be, askin me all about mine<br>How she doin how she be, I know she´s sippin that wine<br>behind my back they skwak like vultures<br>Off and On like Trendz of Cultures baby<br>hey he, fakin it like these sculptured, nails<br>But they can go to hell and lay with Lucifer<br>Cause they burnin anyway, Big Boi user and abuser
Letra nueva de la canción
[Verse One: Andre]<br><br>Yeah<br>Oh yes I love her like Egyptian, want a description, my royal highness<br>So many plusses when I bust that there can´t be no minus<br>Went from yellin crickets and crows, bitches and hoes to queen thangs<br>Over the years I been up on my toes and yes I seen thangs<br>like Kilroy, chill boi because them folks might think you soft<br>talkin like that, man fuck them niggaz I´m goin off<br>and comin right back, like boomerangs when you throw em<br>With these old ghetto poems, Bankhead is better for em<br>When they can let they throw em, down from hitchikin and bitin niggaz<br>until the temple they call the body, now everybody got it<br>Had it, talked about it amongst they friends<br>Comin around my crew lookin Jazzy, wanna pretend<br>like you Ms. Goodie, Four-Shoes, even Bo knew, that you got poked<br>like accupuncture patients while our nation is a boat<br>Straight sinkin, I hate thinkin that these the future mommas<br>of our chillun, they fuckin a different nigga every time<br>they get the feelin to, I´m willin to go the extra kilo-meter<br>just to see my senorita get her pillow<br>on the side of my bed where no good ever stay<br>House and doctor was the games we used to play<br>but now it´s real Jazzy Belle...<br><br>[Verse Two: Big Boi]<br><br>See what if you was a playa real playa not no slouch<br>Havin the very best of life lots of steak and Perignon<br>Smokin an ounce of weed yeah every single day was personal FreakNik<br>Freakin these hoes in Polo clothes life as you conceived it<br>but your conception, deception, lookin into your watch I see<br>you weapon and it´s depressin, they´re diggin up in your thighs<br>leavin deposits keep your closets open not your boots and drawers<br>Hopin to get you sprung like bell-bottoms, steadily callin me Antwan<br>cause you thinkin that you my lady bitch don´t play me cause you´re chanky<br>I wanted to hit that ass but me and the Goodie we got danky<br>So thank thee, you runnin that Southerplayalistic game<br>You was the only one to blame, a nigga don´t even know yo´ name<br>it´s a shame, you crackin em up and fuckin a nigga like Tupac up<br>I´m leavin these foes to be the flowers and wake don´t get me see<br>I gotta be feedin my daughter, teach her to be that Natural Woman<br>Cause you´ll be Waiting to Exhale while you other hoes be<br>Dumb and Dumber, yeah you know what I´m sayin?<br><br>[Verse Three: Andre, Big Boi]<br><br>One two, yessss, ummkay, check this out right here now<br>See me ain´t no good, in the black on black ´Llac no star<br>Windows are tinted so that no one knows who us are<br>Talk bad about her nigga guaranteed to snap like bra<br>Strap stickin together like grandma and grandpa-pa<br>In this dog eat dog world, kitty cats be scratchin on my<br>furry coat to curl, up with me and my bowl of kibbles and bits<br>I want to earl, cause most of the girls that we was likin<br>in high school, now they dykein *laughin*<br><br>Havin no mercy for the disrespect-ful ones, some<br>be hangin around the crew lookin for funds, dumb<br>deaf and fine, they be, askin me all about mine<br>How she doin how she be, I know she´s sippin that wine<br>behind my back they skwak like vultures<br>Off and On like Trendz of Cultures baby<br>hey he, fakin it like these sculptured, nails<br>But they can go to hell and lay with Lucifer<br>Cause they burnin anyway, Big Boi user and abuser
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