Common - I Used To Love H.E.R. (Live at the North Sea Jazz Festival, 2005) lyrics

[Common - I Used To Love H.E.R. Live at the North Sea Jazz Festival, 2005 lyrics]

A-yes, yes y'all, and you don't stop
A-to the beat, y'all, and you don't stop
A-yes, yes, y'all, and you don't stop
A-one, two, y'all, and you don't stop
A-yes, yes y'all, and you don't stop
And to the beat Com Sense'll
Be the sure shot, come on

I met this girl when I was 10 years old
What I loved most she had so much soul
She was old school, I was a shorty
Never knew throughout my life she
Would be there for me
On the regular, not a church girl, secular
Not about the money
Studs was mic-checkin' her
But I respected her, she hit me in the heart
A few New York niggas had did her in the park
She was there for me, and I was there for her
Pull out a chair for her
Turn on the air for her
And just cool out, cool out
Cool out and listen to her
Sittin' on a bone
Wishin' that I could do her
Eventually if it was meant to be, it would be
‘Cause we related, physically, mentally
And she was fun then
I'd be geeked when she'd come around
Slim was fresh, joe, when she was underground
Original, pure, untampered, a down sister
Den Haag, I miss her

We gonna rock it, don't stop it
We gonna rock it, don't stop, come on
We gonna rock it, don't stop it
We gonna rock it, don't stop, ah
We gonna rock it, don't stop it
We gonna rock it, don't stop, ah
We gonna rock it, don't stop it
We gonna rock it, don't stop
Now to the ladies and you don't stop
Say 'Ow' homeboys, make some noise
Let me hear you say 'Ho'

I might've failed to mention that
This chick was creative
Once dude got to her, altered her native
Told her if she got an image, a gimmick
She could make money
On the 1's and 2's, this is DJ Dummy
See her in commercials, she's universal
Ued to only swing it
With the inner-city circle
She be in the burbs
Lookin' rock and dressin' hippie
On some bull when she comes to the city
Talkin' poppin' Glocks, servin' rocks
Hittin' switches
Now she's a gangsta rollin'
With gangsta bitches
Always smokin' blunts, gettin' drunk
Tellin' me sad stories
Now she only messes with the funk
Stressin' how hardcore and real she is
Really the realest before she
Got into showbiz
I did her, not just to say I did it
But I'm committed but so many niggas hit it
She's just not the same lettin'
All them chumps do her
See marks slammin' her
Takin' her to the sewer
I'ma take her back
Hopin' that the shit stop
Who I'm talkin' about, y'all? Hip-hop
Hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop
Hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop
Hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop
Hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop

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