OutKast - Jazzy Belle lyrics

Yeah, yeah

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
Bitches and hoes 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, fuck them niggas
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 niggas into the temple


They call their body
Now everybody 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 fucking a different nigga 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

See what if you was a playa
Real playa not no flaw
Having the very best of life: lobster
Steak and Perignon smoking an ounce of weed
And every single day was personal FreakNik
Tricking these hoes 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 deposit's 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
Bitch, don’t play me 'cause you’re janky
I wanted to hit that ass but me
And the Goodie we got danky so thank thee
For running that Southernplayalistic game
You was the only one to blame
A nigga don’t even know yo name
It’s a shame
You cracking 'em up and fucking
A nigga 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 hoes be Dumb
And Dumber, yeah, you know what I’m saying

See me and ol' girl in
The black-on-black 'Lac Northstar
Windows are tinted so that no
One knows who us are
Talk bad about her nigga guaranteed
To snap like bra
Straps, sticking together like grandma
And grandpa pa in this dog-eat dog world
Kitty cats be scratching on my
Furry coat to curl
Up with me and my bowl of kibbles and bit's
I want to hurl, 'cause most of the girls
That we was liking in high school
Now they dyking

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

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