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Let's just keep it simple, I see how you're scopin'
We can start this off by tellin' me your name (One mo' time, Sielio)
Let's just keep it simple, why should we procrastinate?
We both know what's up so let's just see some game
Now when me and my dogs (Dogs), step in the club
I say dogs, I don't mean bloods, we ain't affiliated
Just four **** with game to spare
So much ice to the glare, might flame ya hair
With famous wear (Hmm), Karl Kani or Mecca denim
If it ain't black owned, my partners ain't in 'em
I hit the bar (Yeah), like a star (Uh-huh)
Three yellow broads to the right sneak a peek at my scar
I dug in my front pocket and pulled out a knot of big faces
Eyes popped wide, dick chasin'
And looked at 'em with a icey cold look that shook 'em (Yeah)
Then I asked one, "What's cookin'?"
My partner, Jay (Jay), peeped the play, strutted my way
Ordered three Hen's and shot of red 'Ze
For these stallions (Hmm), I think they might be cut with Italian (Why?)
'Cause six green eyes lookin' dead at my medallion tonight
Let's just keep it simple, I see how you're scopin' (I see ya scopin', mama)
We can start this off by tellin' me your name
Let's just keep it simple, why should we procrastinate?
We both know what's up so let's just see some game
So I'm three-piece suitin' (Yeah), lambskin jacket (Yeah)
Tailor made flare legs, pants and vest matchin'
Apple hat too, gator back shoes
DJ steady playin' "Show The Tattoos"
They done got a player crunk and (Mmm), 'fore I knew it, bumpin'
Floated to the dance floor, pelvis went to pumpin'
My **** know I'm drunk and, but they ain't sayin' nothin'
Who them young **** back? I'm 'bout to show 'em somethin'
I went to old school and, started with the prep and
'Fore I knew it, all the broads in the club steppin' with your boy
All the hard **** gettin' pissed (Hmm)
'Cause all the broads here choosin' this
They ain't come here to see y'all sittin' there, actin' hard
So bouncers, get these **** off the wall
And tonight, we gon' set aside the mask in exchange for a dimple (For real)
I just came to keep it simple
Let's just keep it simple, I see how you're scopin'
We can start this off by tellin' me your name (What's your name, sugar?)
Let's just keep it simple, why should we procrastinate?
We both know what's up so let's just see some game
So you say your name's Keisha? Nice to meet ya
Get it understood that I'm not tryna feed ya
Nothin' but a lotta physical and mental (Mmm)
You don't understand? Well then let me make it simple
No cash, no kids, no fuss
No attachments, no we's, no us (Uh-uh)
No food and no drinks, no favors
I don't wear a cape so I'm not tryna save ya
Hope I didn't come too hard for ya, sister
Why got to holler, mama? Calm down, whisper
I apologize, but for thirty-one months I've been locked up
So you could tell how I'm rocked up
And my **** brought me here to unwind up again
I really wasn't tryna find a friend
But since I did, tell me where you 'bout to go
Holla back at your boy before you out the door, we keep it simple down here
Let's just keep it simple, I see how you're scopin'
We can start this off by tellin' me your name
Let's just keep it simple, why should we procrastinate?
We both know what's up so let's just see some game
Written by: Cleo Butler, Nick Magallanes, Tommy D. Burns
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