Da Art of Storytellin' (Pt. 1)

Lyrics

Yeah
 Somebody hit me the other day for a rendezvous
 Was it the bitch that fucked the Goodie and the Dungeon Crew?
 Let's say her name was Suzy Skrew 'cause she screwed a lot
 Making a nigga hit that chonk at legitimate spots
 Not no parks, back seats, or things of that nature
 Had to hate you, playa
 I'm dicking the ho down, never said I paid her
 Straight laid her, slayed the bitch like Darth Vader, made her
 From College Park and Fayette all the way down to Decatur
 Like Jada, her wig was sharp and sporty, that was shawty
 Safe as a snake on eggs in a Bimmer 840
 It's foggy, I went to the crib to call her but she lost me
 My baby mama beeped me, seven o'clock, it's gonna cost me
 But I still wanna cut her, though, maybe she had to work?
 I caught her in the mall, wearing a real tight skirt
 She was fine as fuck; I wanted to sex the ho up
 She said, "Let's hit the parking lot, so I can sick your duck"
 I said, "Cool, I really wanted to cut you but this'll do
 I gotta pick up my daughter, plus my baby mama beeped me, too"
 She said she understood and everything was kosher
 I gave her a Lil' Wil CD and a fuckin' poster
 It's like that, now
 It's like that, now
 You better go on and get the hump up out your back now (ah)
 It's about four or five cats off in my 'Lac now (pssh)
 We just shoot game in the form of story raps now (yeah)
 It's like that now, it's like that now
 Now Suzy Skrew had a partner named Sasha (Sasha) Thumper (Thumper)
 I remember her number like the summer
 When her and Suzy, yeah, they threw a slumber
 Party, but you can not call it that 'cause it was slummer
 Well, it was more like spend the night
 Three in the morning, yawning, dancing under street lights
 We chilling like a villain, and a nigga feeling right
 In the middle of the ghetto on the curb, but in spite of all the bullshit
 We on our back staring at the stars above (aww, man)
 Talking 'bout what we gonna be when we grow up (mm)
 I said, "What you wanna be?" She said, "Alive"
 It made me think for a minute, then looked in her eyes
 I coulda died, time went on, I got grown
 Rhyme got strong, mind got blown
 I came back home to find lil' Sasha was gone
 Her mama said she with a nigga that be treating her wrong (man)
 I kept on singing my song and hoping at a show
 That I would one day see her standing in the front row
 But two weeks later, she got found in the back of a school
 With a needle in her arm, baby two months due
 Sasha Thumper
 It's like that now
 You better go on and get the hump up out your back now (ah)
 It's about four or five cats off in my 'Lac now (pssh)
 We just shoot game in the form of story raps now (yeah)
 It's like that now, it's like that now
 It's like that now
 You better go on and get the hump up out your back now (ah)
 It's about four or five cats off in my 'Lac now (pssh)
 We just shoot game in the form of story raps now (yeah)
 It's like that now, it's like that now
 ♪
 Keisha, Keisha! (Ma!) Cut that loud mess off
 You hear all that thunderin' and lightnin', and get off that telephone!
 Ugh, alright
 Grandmama, what's all that noise?
 I'm scared
 Baby, don't be scared, it's gonna be alright
 It's just the Lord doin' His work, okay?
 
 Yeah
 Somebody hit me the other day for a rendezvous
 Was it the bitch that fucked the Goodie and the Dungeon Crew?
 Let's say her name was Suzy Skrew 'cause she screwed a lot
 Making a nigga hit that chonk at legitimate spots
 Not no parks, back seats, or things of that nature
 Had to hate you, playa
 I'm dicking the ho down, never said I paid her
 Straight laid her, slayed the bitch like Darth Vader, made her
 From College Park and Fayette all the way down to Decatur
 Like Jada, her wig was sharp and sporty, that was shawty
 Safe as a snake on eggs in a Bimmer 840
 It's foggy, I went to the crib to call her but she lost me
 My baby mama beeped me, seven o'clock, it's gonna cost me
 But I still wanna cut her, though, maybe she had to work?
 I caught her in the mall, wearing a real tight skirt
 She was fine as fuck; I wanted to sex the ho up
 She said, "Let's hit the parking lot, so I can sick your duck"
 I said, "Cool, I really wanted to cut you but this'll do
 I gotta pick up my daughter, plus my baby mama beeped me, too"
 She said she understood and everything was kosher
 I gave her a Lil' Wil CD and a fuckin' poster
 It's like that, now
 It's like that, now
 You better go on and get the hump up out your back now (ah)
 It's about four or five cats off in my 'Lac now (pssh)
 We just shoot game in the form of story raps now (yeah)
 It's like that now, it's like that now
 Now Suzy Skrew had a partner named Sasha (Sasha) Thumper (Thumper)
 I remember her number like the summer
 When her and Suzy, yeah, they threw a slumber
 Party, but you can not call it that 'cause it was slummer
 Well, it was more like spend the night
 Three in the morning, yawning, dancing under street lights
 We chilling like a villain, and a nigga feeling right
 In the middle of the ghetto on the curb, but in spite of all the bullshit
 We on our back staring at the stars above (aww, man)
 Talking 'bout what we gonna be when we grow up (mm)
 I said, "What you wanna be?" She said, "Alive"
 It made me think for a minute, then looked in her eyes
 I coulda died, time went on, I got grown
 Rhyme got strong, mind got blown
 I came back home to find lil' Sasha was gone
 Her mama said she with a nigga that be treating her wrong (man)
 I kept on singing my song and hoping at a show
 That I would one day see her standing in the front row
 But two weeks later, she got found in the back of a school
 With a needle in her arm, baby two months due
 Sasha Thumper
 It's like that now
 You better go on and get the hump up out your back now (ah)
 It's about four or five cats off in my 'Lac now (pssh)
 We just shoot game in the form of story raps now (yeah)
 It's like that now, it's like that now
 It's like that now
 You better go on and get the hump up out your back now (ah)
 It's about four or five cats off in my 'Lac now (pssh)
 We just shoot game in the form of story raps now (yeah)
 It's like that now, it's like that now
 ♪
 Keisha, Keisha! (Ma!) Cut that loud mess off
 You hear all that thunderin' and lightnin', and get off that telephone!
 Ugh, alright
 Grandmama, what's all that noise?
 I'm scared
 Baby, don't be scared, it's gonna be alright
 It's just the Lord doin' His work, okay?
 

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Duration
03:42
Key
2
Tempo
104 BPM

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