[Big Boi]
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Yea..
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Somebody hit me the other day, for a rendezvous
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Was it the bitch that fucked the Goodie, and the Dungeon Crew
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Let's say her name was Suzy Skrew, cause she SCREWED a lot
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Makin a nigga hit that chonk, at legitimate spots
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Not no parks, backseats, or things of that nature
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Had to hate ya playa, I'm dickin the hoe down never said I paid her
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Straight laid her, slayed the bitch like Darth Daver, made her
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From College Park and Fayette, all the way down to Decatur
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Like Jada, her wig was sharp and sporty, that was shorty
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Safe as a snake on eggs in a Beamer eight-hundred-forty
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It's foggy, I went to the crib to call her but she lost me
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My baby mamma beeped seven o'clock it's gonna cost me
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but I still wanna cut her though, maybe she had to work
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I caught her in the mall, wearin a real tight skirt
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She was, fine as FUCK, I wanted to sex the hoe up
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She said, "Let's hit the parking lot so I can sick your duck"
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I said, "Cool, I really wanted to cut you but this'll do.
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I gotta pick up my daughter plus my baby mamma beeped me too."
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She said she understood then everything was kosher
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I gave her a Lil' Will CD, and a fuckin poster
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It's like that now
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It's like that now, you better go on
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and get, the hump, up out your back now
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It's about four, or five, cats
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off in my 'Llac now
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We just, shoot, game in the
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form of story rap now (yeah)
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It's like that now, it's like that now
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[Andre Benjamin]
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Now Suzy Skrew had a partna named Sasha (Sasha), Thumper (Thumper)
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I remember her number like the summer
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when her and Suzy yeah they threw a slumber - - party
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but you can not call it that cause it was slummer
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Well it was more like spend the night
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Three in the morning yawnin dancin under street lights
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We chillin like a villain and a nigga feelin right
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in the middle of the ghetto on the curb, but in spite
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all of the bullshit we on our back starin at the stars above
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(aww man) Talkin bout what we gonna be when we grow up
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I said what you wanna be, she said, "Alive" (hmm)
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It made me think for a minute, then looked in her eyes
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I coulda died, time went on, I got grown
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Rhyme got strong, mind got blown, I came back home
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to find lil Sasha was gone
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Her mamma said she with a nigga that be treatin her wrong
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I kept on singin my song and hopin at a show
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that I would one day see her standin in the front row
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But two weeks later she got found in the back of a school
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With a needle in her arm, baby two months due, Sasha Thumper
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It's like that now, you better go on
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and get, the hump, up out your back now
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It's about four, or five, cats
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off in my 'Llac now
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We just, shoot, game in the
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form of story rap now (yeah)
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It's like that now, it's like that now
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It's like that now, you better go on
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and get, the hump, up out your back now
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It's about four, or five, cats
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off in my 'Llac now
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We just, shoot, game in the
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form of story rap now (yeah)
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It's like that now, it's like that now
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Da Art Of Storytellin' (Part 1)
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| Outkast |
