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Babyface

Genres: R&B

Jazzy Belle Lyrics - Babyface

Written by organized noise, andre benjamin, antwan patton (1994) 

Performed by outkast 

 

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 yellin' crickets and crows, bitches and hos to queen thangs 

Over the years I been up on my toes and yes I seen thangs 

Like kilroy, chill boi because them folks might think you soft 

Talkin' like that, man fuck them niggaz I'm goin off 

And comin' right back, like boomerangs when you throw 'em 

With these old ghetto poems, bankhead is better for 'em 

When they can let they throw 'em, down from hitchikin' and bitin' niggaz 

Until the temple they call the body, now everybody got it 

Had it, talked about it amongst they friends 

Comin' around my crew lookin' jazzy, wanna pretend 

Like you ms. goodie, four-shoes, even bo knew, that you got caught 

Like accupuncture patients while our nation is a boat 

Straight sinkin', I hate thinkin' that these the future mommas 

Of our chillun, they fuckin' a different nigga every time 

They get the feelin' to, I'm willin' to go the extra kilo-meter 

Just to see my senorita get her pillow 

On the side of my bed where no good ever stay 

House and doctor was the games we used to play 

But now it's real jazzy belle 

 

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See what if you was a playa real playa not no slouch 

Havin' the very best of life lots of steak and perignon 

Smokin' an ounce of weed yeah every single day was personal freaknik 

Freakin' these hoes in polo clothes life as you conceived it 

But your conception, deception, lookin' into your watch I see 

You weapon and it's depressin, they're diggin' up in your thighs 

Leavin' deposits keep your closets open not your boots and drawers 

Hopin' to get you sprung like bell-bottoms, steadily callin' me antwan 

'cause you thinkin' that you my lady bitch don't play me 'cause you're chanky 

I wanted to hit that ass but me and the goodie we got danky 

So thank thee, you runnin' that southerplayalistic game 

You was the only one to blame, a nigga don't even know yo' name 

It's a shame, you crackin' em up and fuckin' a nigga like tupac up 

I'm leavin these foes to be the flowers and wake don't get me see 

I gotta be feedin' my daughter, teach her to be that natural woman 

'cause you'll be waiting to exhale while you other hos be 

Dumb and dumber, yeah you know what I'm sayin'? 

 

Photos 

 

One two, yessss, ummkay, check this out right here now 

See me ain't no good, in the black on black llac no star 

Windows are tinted so that no one knows who us are 

Talk bad about her nigga guaranteed to snap like bra 

Strap stickin' together like grandma and grandpa-pa 

In this dog eat dog world, kitty cats be scratchin' on my 

Furry coat to curl, up with me and my bowl of kibbles and bits 

I want to earl, cause most of the girls that we was likin 

In high school, now they dykein' - nasty bitch 

Havin' no mercy for the disrespect-ful ones, some 

Be hangin' around the crew lookin' for funds, dumb 

Deaf and fine, they be, askin' me all about mine 

How she doin' how she be, I know she's sippin' that wine 

Behind my back they skwak like vultures 

Off and on like trendz of cultures baby 

Hey he, fakin' it like these sculptured, nails 

But they can go to hell and lay with lucifer 

'cause they burnin anyway, big boi user and abuser 

 

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Remix: 

 

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 yellin' crickets and crows, bitches and hos to queen thangs 

Over the years I been up on my toes and yes I seen thangs 

Like kilroy, chill boi because them folks might think you soft 

Talkin' like that, man fuck them niggaz I'm goin off 

And comin' right back, like boomerangs when you throw 'em 

With these old ghetto poems, bankhead is better for 'em 

When they can let they throw 'em, down from hitchikin' and bitin' niggaz 

Until the temple they call the body, now everybody got it 

Had it, talked about it amongst they friends 

Comin' around my crew lookin' jazzy, wanna pretend 

Like you ms. goodie, four-shoes, even bo knew, that you got caught 

Like accupuncture patients while our nation is a boat 

Straight sinkin', I hate thinkin' that these the future mommas 

Of our chillun, they fuckin' a different nigga every time 

They get the feelin' to, I'm willin' to go the extra kilo-meter 

Just to see my senorita get her pillow 

On the side of my bed where no good ever stay 

House and doctor was the games we used to play 

But now it's real jazzy belle 

 

Jazzy belle 

If you really want to be my star 

Maybe we can mend a broken heart 

Jazzy belle 

If you really want to be my boo 

Straighten up yo shit, I'll be with you 

 

See what if you was a playa real playa not no slouch 

Havin' the very best of life lots of steak and perignon 

Smokin' an ounce of weed yeah every single day was personal freaknik 

Freakin' these hoes in polo clothes life as you conceived it 

But your conception, deception, lookin' into your watch I see 

You weapon and it's depressin, they're diggin' up in your thighs 

Leavin' deposits keep your closets open not your boots and drawers 

Hopin' to get you sprung like bell-bottoms, steadily callin' me antwan 

'cause you thinkin' that you my lady bitch don't play me 'cause you're chanky 

I wanted to hit that ass but me and the goodie we got danky 

So thank thee, you runnin' that southerplayalistic game 

You was the only one to blame, a nigga don't even know yo' name 

It's a shame, you crackin' em up and fuckin' a nigga like tupac up 

I'm leavin these foes to be the flowers and wake don't get me see 

I gotta be feedin' my daughter, teach her to be that natural woman 

'cause you'll be waiting to exhale while you other hos be 

Dumb and dumber 

 

Hook 

 

One two, yessss, ummkay, check this out right here now 

See me ain't no good, in the black on black llac no star 

Windows are tinted so that no one knows who us are 

Talk bad about her nigga guaranteed to snap like bra 

Strap stickin' together like grandma and grandpa-pa 

In this dog eat dog world, kitty cats be scratchin' on my 

Furry coat to curl, up with me and my bowl of kibbles and bits 

I want to earl, cause most of the girls that we was likin' 

In high school, now they dykein' - nasty bitch 

Havin' no mercy for the disrespect-ful ones, some 

Be hangin' around the crew lookin' for funds, dumb 

Deaf and fine, they be, askin' me all about mine 

How she doin' how she be, I know she's sippin' that wine 

Behind my back they skwak like vultures 

Off and on like trendz of cultures baby 

Hey he, fakin' it like these sculptured, nails 

But they can go to hell and lay with lucifer 

'cause they burnin anyway, big boi user and abuser 

 

Hook 

 

Hook 

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