Otayo Dubb, Bambu - A Lil More lyrics
[Otayo Dubb, Bambu - A Lil More lyrics]
Uh 1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2, ayy
1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2, ayy
This how it goes, man
Otayo Dubb, Fat Gums, Bambu
Now she right
Now she right there whenever duty calls
But she don’t
But she don't wanna be no booty call
Used to be hella easy to
Get up in them drawers
Now she tryna land a man before she menopause
Don't cook
But she a pro about that Karma Sutra
Always chillin’ with some dudes
Who don’t do contributions with that
With all that drinking and partying
Only concerned about the clothes and
The car he in she's so
She’s so dramatic with her arguments
Even fought a dude at the club
And tore up his card again
But, it's always somebody’s fault though
Accountability is really something
She never own
Took a look at herself into a different light
All these people, man
Using her through her blind side
Eyes wide open now, tryna switch it up
Love yourself, baby girl
You only livin' once
It's gonna be allright
With a little more understanding
That's all we're gonna need
Is a little more understanding
It's gonna be alright
She left, she left Manila at 10
She was off to reconnect with
Where her momma had been
Petition after petition after
Long nights wishin'
And finally that wishin gon'
Play out into fruition
Living in a concrete box with cousin and Pop
One window one door with barely room to walk
Not to mention all the pressure
To be good wives
Marry good guys who look like
They could be white
"Good bye" to a country she loved
But it was either factory work
Or dancing in clubs
Now she off to be with mom
Another flag that calls all the poverty
Corruption where her plane take off
But she, but she promised her old man that
She'd be coming back just as soon as she can
She's now living in one room project, ironic
But check out all the channels she’s watching
Ayo ayo, Otayo what is this?
I don't understand how they're
Conducting their business
But, I think just a little more patience
And a little bit of listening
And not so much explaining hey
It's gonna be ok it's gonna be alright
It's gonna be ok it's gonna be alright
Now this one
Now this for everyone who ever doubted
Themselves, or anyone else that
You hang around with you can't
You can't just let them go and box you in
Have you stuck in a place
Where you receiving no oxygen
It starts, it starts with you
You gotta gain control
Don't get caught out of character
Gotta play your role see how
See how they quick to fill they wheaties
Concentrate on the surface while
Nothing is underneath it
Like back at school I
Never really pledge allegiance
Didn't feel the lessons the teacher
Was tryna feed us
Mr out-smoking, always the rebel-rouser
Knowledge is self
Believe me they're gon' never doubt you
Hands up in the air if you gon' see the light
We stand together it can never
Be an even fight
Stand for something or fight for
What they feed ya
Turn all the doubters to believers
1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2, ayy
This how it goes, man
Otayo Dubb, Fat Gums, Bambu
Now she right
Now she right there whenever duty calls
But she don’t
But she don't wanna be no booty call
Used to be hella easy to
Get up in them drawers
Now she tryna land a man before she menopause
Don't cook
But she a pro about that Karma Sutra
Always chillin’ with some dudes
Who don’t do contributions with that
With all that drinking and partying
Only concerned about the clothes and
The car he in she's so
She’s so dramatic with her arguments
Even fought a dude at the club
And tore up his card again
But, it's always somebody’s fault though
Accountability is really something
She never own
Took a look at herself into a different light
All these people, man
Using her through her blind side
Eyes wide open now, tryna switch it up
Love yourself, baby girl
You only livin' once
It's gonna be allright
With a little more understanding
That's all we're gonna need
Is a little more understanding
It's gonna be alright
She left, she left Manila at 10
She was off to reconnect with
Where her momma had been
Petition after petition after
Long nights wishin'
And finally that wishin gon'
Play out into fruition
Living in a concrete box with cousin and Pop
One window one door with barely room to walk
Not to mention all the pressure
To be good wives
Marry good guys who look like
They could be white
"Good bye" to a country she loved
But it was either factory work
Or dancing in clubs
Now she off to be with mom
Another flag that calls all the poverty
Corruption where her plane take off
But she, but she promised her old man that
She'd be coming back just as soon as she can
She's now living in one room project, ironic
But check out all the channels she’s watching
Ayo ayo, Otayo what is this?
I don't understand how they're
Conducting their business
But, I think just a little more patience
And a little bit of listening
And not so much explaining hey
It's gonna be ok it's gonna be alright
It's gonna be ok it's gonna be alright
Now this one
Now this for everyone who ever doubted
Themselves, or anyone else that
You hang around with you can't
You can't just let them go and box you in
Have you stuck in a place
Where you receiving no oxygen
It starts, it starts with you
You gotta gain control
Don't get caught out of character
Gotta play your role see how
See how they quick to fill they wheaties
Concentrate on the surface while
Nothing is underneath it
Like back at school I
Never really pledge allegiance
Didn't feel the lessons the teacher
Was tryna feed us
Mr out-smoking, always the rebel-rouser
Knowledge is self
Believe me they're gon' never doubt you
Hands up in the air if you gon' see the light
We stand together it can never
Be an even fight
Stand for something or fight for
What they feed ya
Turn all the doubters to believers