Lyrics

[Intro: André 3000] Yeah, yeah [Verse 1: André 3000] 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 Bi**** 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, f****, 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 nig*** into the tеmple they call their body Now еverybody got it, had it, talked about it amongst they friends Coming around my crew looking Jazzy, wanna pretend Like you Ms. 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 chill'un They **** a different **** every time they get the feeling to I'm willing to go the extra kilometer Just to see my señorita get her pillow On the side of my bed where no girl ever stay House and doctor was the games we used to play But now it's real Jazzy Belle [Verse 2: Big Boi] See what if you was a playa, real playa not no flaw Having the very best of life: lobster, steak and Perignon Smoking an **** of weed And every single day was personal FreakNik Tricking these **** 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 drawers Hoping to get you sprung like bail-bonds Steadily calling me Antwan 'cause you thinking that you my lady Bi***, don't play me 'cause you're janky I wanted to hit that **** but me and the Goodie we got danky So thank thee, for running that Southernplayalistic game You was the only one to blame, a **** don't even know yo' name It's a shame, you cracking 'em up and **** 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 **** be Dumb And Dumber, yeah, you know what I'm saying [Verse 3: André 3000] See me and ol' girl in the black-on-black 'Lac Northstar (Star) Windows are tinted so that no one knows who us are (Are) Talk bad about her **** guaranteed to snap like bra (Bra) Straps, sticking together like grandma and grandpa-pa In this dog-eat-dog world (World) Kitty cats be scratching on my furry coat to curl (Curl) Up with me and my bowl of kibbles and bits I want to hurl (Hurl), 'cause most of the girls That we was liking in high school, now they d**** [Verse 4: Big Boi] 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 doing how she be, I know she's 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 use her and abuse her [Outro: Khujo Goodie] Tricks hollin' they got rank Tricks hollin' they got rank Tricks hollin' they got rank Tricks hollin' they got rank Tricks hollin' they got rank Tricks hollin' they got rank Tricks hollin' they got rank Tricks hollin' they got rank