音樂影片
音樂影片
積分
演出藝人
Mr. DJ
刷碟
Debra Killings
和聲
Jazzy Phat Nastee's
和聲
André 3000
聲樂
Arlyn Page
和聲
Big Boi
聲樂
黎明合唱團
和聲
Ray Murray
編程
Rico Wade
編程
Sleepy Brown
編程
Tracey Moore
和聲
詞曲
Antwan Patton
詞曲創作
Patrick Brown
詞曲創作
Ray Murray
詞曲創作
Rico Wade
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
Organized Noize
製作人
John "Bernasky" Wall
工程師
John Frye
工程師
Jarvis Blackshear
工程師
Derrick Williams
工程師
Manuel K. Morris
助理工程師
Brian Frye
助理工程師
Allen Parker
助理工程師
Dexter Simmons
混音師
Steve Sisco
助理混音師
Alex Olsson
助理混音師
Carlton Batts
母帶工程師
歌詞
Yeah, yeah
Oh yes, I love her like Egyptian, want a description?
My royal highness
So many plusses when I bust that there can't be no minus
Went from yelling crickets and crows, bitches and hoes to queen thangs
Over the years I been up on my toes, and yes, I seen thangs
Like Kilroy, chill boy, because them folks might think you soft
Talking like that, man, fuck them ****, I'm going off
And coming right back like boomerangs when you throw 'em
With these old ghetto poems, thinking it's better for 'em
When they can let they thumb down from hitchhiking
Inviting **** into the temple they call the body
Now everybody got it
Had it, talked about amongst they friends
Coming around my crew looking jazzy, wanna pretend
Like you Miss Goody Four-Shoes
Even Bo knew that you got poked
Like acupuncture patients while our nation is a boat, straight sinking
I hate thinking that these the future mommas of our children
They fucking a different **** every time they get the feeling to
I'm willing to go the extra kilo
Meter just to see my señorita get her pillow
On the side of my bed where no good ever stayed
House and doctor was the games we used to play
But now it's real, Jazzy Belle
See what if you was a playa, real playa not no flaw
Having the very best of life, lots of steak and Perignon
Smoking an ounce of weed and every single day was personal freaknik
Tricking these hoes in Polo clothes, life as you conceived it
But your conception, deception
Looking into your eyes I see your weapon and it's depressing
They're digging up in your thighs
Leaving deposits, keeping your closets open
Knocking your boots and jaws
Hoping to get you sprung like bail bonds
Steadily calling me Antwan
'Cause you thinking that you my lady
Bitch, don't play me 'cause you're janky
I wanted to hit that ass but me and the goodie, we got danky
So thank me
For running that Southernplayalistic game
You was the only one to blame
My **** don't even know your name
It's a shame
You cracking 'em up and fucking a **** like 2Pac up
I'm leaving these foes to be
The flowers and wake don't get me, see
I gotta be feeding my daughter
Teach her to be that natural woman
'Cause you'll be waiting to exhale
While you other hoes be dumb and dumber
Know what I'm saying?
Check this out right here now
See me and old girl, in the black on black 'Lac, no star
Windows are tinted so that no one knows who us are
Talk bad about her ****, guaranteed to snap like bra
Strap, sticking together like grandma and grandpa-pa
In this dog eat dog world
Kitty cats be scratching on my furry coat to curl
Up with me and my bowl of kibbles and bits, I want to earl
'Cause most of the girls that we was liking in high school, now they dykeing
Having no mercy for the disrespectful ones, some
Be hanging around the crew looking for funds, dumb
Deaf and fine, they be asking me all about mine
How she do and how she be
I know she sipping that wine behind my back, they squawk like vultures
Off and on like trends of cultures, baby
Hey he, faking it like these sculptured
Nails, but they can go to hell and lay with Lucifer
'Cause they burning anyway, Big Boi user and abuser
Written by: André Benjamin, Antwan Patton, Patrick Brown, Raymond Ameer Murray, Rico Wade