Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tony Cottrell
Songwriter
Dennis Coles
Songwriter
W. Cottrell
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
God's woman, what's goin' on?
I know things seem messed up sometime
You stressed out and you can't handle the situation
Sometime it feels like you lackin' the guidance
And you don't know what to do, but stay strong
And keep in mind that He always loves you
It's what it is
[Verse 2]
Josephine, the times are gettin' tough
Seems to me you just won't get enough
The rain won't wash away your sin
You'll be here to do them all over again
[Verse 3]
Yo, I know this chick from the hood named Courtney Cox
And the brain is easy to pick like faulty locks
She's awfully hot, asshole burnin' like Tabasco
She used to be thick, it's like, where the hell her ass go?
Started smokin' weed and graduated to the pipe
Thought that she could quit, but her calculations wasn't right
Infatuated with the life of dope fiends and crack pushers
Prostitutin' for old pimps who mack hookers
Puttin' dope in the cook, searchin' for a vein
Tracks all over her arms, she never felt the pain
The monkey on her back is now a gorilla
Fiendin' for a hit, knowin' one day, it's gon' kill her
The clinic didn't help, she just another young black woman
Destroyin' her pretty image and her health
Got me thinking to myself, damn, how can this happen?
I seen her on the corner, noddin' off, sniffin', and scratchin'
[Verse 4]
Josephine, the times are gettin' tough
Seems to me you just won't get enough
The rain won't wash away your sin
You'll be here to do them all over again
[Verse 5]
Up all night, under the party lights
Finger poppin' and party hoppin'
All of your so-called friends are leading you down the wrong road
Leadin' you back to crack, it's a known fact
Any time time that you need me, call me
I'll be there to help you
I'll be your leaning pole when you're fallin' down
I'll be there when you're fallin' down
(Sooner or later)
[Verse 6]
The Josephine that I knew had a thing for the rich guys
Old fashion girl, judged a man by his shoe size
If you had on the right Nike's, looked like the right type
Paid her the right price, she give you the green light
She was a different breed, she smoked different weed
Every week her hair done, she had a different weave
She was in and out of bars, she was in and out of cars
She was on and off the law, she was in and out of drawers
The chick a dime, I admit, I even tried to hit
I told her I was broke as shit, but I got the magic stick
I'm that confident, she said I need the cash
A different time, different place, I could have the ass
Years went past before I seen her again
Now she slim, and I don't think she been in the gym
So I asked her how she been, she said, "I'm done with the men
Now I'm saved, but I caught AIDS when I was fuckin' with them"
[Verse 7]
Josephine, the times are gettin' tough
Seems to me you just won't get enough
The rain won't wash away your sin
You'll be here to do them all over again
Josephine, the times are gettin' tough
Seems to me you just won't get enough
The rain won't wash away your sin
You'll be here to do them all over again
Written by: C. Mann, D. Coles, Tony Cottrell, W. Cottrell

