OutKast - Da Art of Storytellin' (Pt. 1) lyrics

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
Makin' a nigga hit that
Chonk at legitimate spots
Not no parks, backseats
Or things of that nature
Had to hate ya, playa
I'm dickin' 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
Wearin' 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
Everythin' 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
It's about fo' or five cats
Off in my 'Lac now we just shoot game in the
Form of story raps now (yeah)
It's like that now, t's like that now

Now Suzy Skrew had a
Partner named Sasha 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 mornin', yawnin'
Dancin' under street lights
We chillin' like a villain
And a nigga feelin' right
In the middle of the ghetto on the curb
But in spite of all the bullshit
We on our back, starin' at the stars above
(Aww, man)
Talkin' 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 treatin' her wrong (Man)
I kept on singin' my song
And hopin' at a show
That I would one day see her
Standin' 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
It's about fo' or five cats
Off in my 'Lac now we just shoot game in the
Form of story raps now
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
It's about fo' or five cats
Off in my 'Lac now we just shoot game in the
Form of story raps now
It's like that now, it's like that now

Grandmama: Keisha, Keisha! Cut that
Loud mess off
You hear all that thunderin' and lightnin'
And get off that telephone!
Keisha: Ugh, alright
Child 1: Grandmama, what’s all that noise?
Child 2: I’m scared grandmama: Baby
Don’t be scared it's gonna be alright
It’s just the Lord doin' His work, okay?