Common, Rayshel - Tricks Up My Sleeve lyrics

I'm a Jake, I don't bake a cake
I'm not a cake daddy
You know the type be pullin up in a Caddy
With a drop top, see when I ho hop
I kick it to the bus stop
And it's goodie goodie gumdrops
I don't be droppin squat but to
The heads they think it's topnotch
I'm skippin over every other dip as if it's
Hop hop hop hop hop hop hop, hop, hopscotch
Watch

Aiy aiyyo man, ay man, look at ol' girl
She got a BIG ass!
Aiy man, ay hey sweetheart, how you doin?
I'm doin fine oh word? What's your name?
Rayshel why don't you come over to the house
So I can put you in the bUCK bang!

Aight check it
You see I only bag ya for a second
You never see me beggin
You see the slimmie naked
In my headroom, mo' better yet my bedroom
Tippedy tokin
And stutterin as if she's Max Headroom
Redroom No I ain't a murderer
I'm Jake the Rake, yo sorry if I'm hurtin the
Vaginal area, fallopian tubes and your cervix
I strongly recommend that for your
Gen' you get some Jergens
I find it beneficial not to force the issue
I just blow my shit and wipe you
See a head it's like tissue
Use em and throw em away
See a ho a day is essential
If you want a piece of the rock, trick
Go to Prudential
Cause I rock a buyer babe on the treetop
And when the wind blows, my dick'll get hard
The cradle will rock
I'm like the peacock on NBC, Nuttin But Cock
I pump, prrrrrrrrrrrump pump it up yo
Like a Reebok hey, I don't sell junk
But I'm a Junkyard Dog
And when I Duke it's a Hazzard
So call me Boss Hog
Or Roscoe P co - ohhhhh! pain
That's the sound of the
Caravan running the train yeah yeahh, bitch
That's the sound of the Caravan
Running the train
Owwowhwahaheha! Check it out, check
It out yeah, in yo' eye!
Yeahh! Hahhh! yeahh!
Twilite Tone got tricks up my sleeve
Immenslope got tricks up my sleeve
Yo DRK got tricks up my sleeve
De La Soul got tricks up my sleeve
JuJu got tricks up my sleeve
The Nubian Nut got tricks up my sleeve
Com Sense got tricks up my sleeve

I'm not a Jake or a Rake or a ho
But I got the mo' better
For head of the class
And if you ask me I'm not tryin ta be drastic
I'm not a bitch like Robin
Givens I'm concerned about your
Plastic, ask it
I'll tell you what you wanna know
And if I tell you no
Don't be all up on it dope
Frontin so your friends won't know
That you got the 86 so you call me a bitch
You get your kicks
But Kix and Trix are for kids
I don't turn no tricks
I don't suck no Dix-ie cups
I hops in the hubba Hubba Bubba I'm like
Al B stud
Cause if I'm not your lover or your friend
Don't try to spend, waste your time
Tryin to get a taste of mine
But you ain't tastin mine
So find a new type puss
Cause if I don't like you
You ain't gettin service G
This ain't the drivethru drive by, way far
And everything'll be groovy
Then you pester me? Yo I'mma
Tell ya like the Nubians
Move on black brotha move on
You gotta move on black brotha move on