One For The Griot Lyrics - Singles - J-live

I like how when you turn the intercom up 

Like all that little background noise 

Then the beat comes in, that's real smooth man 

Fuck studios, just happen to be here, aight, whatever 

Yo, he woke up in a daze, back achin' 

Breath smellin' like liquor, dick smellin' like sex 

Head throbbin' like the bass from the club last night 

No idea how he left, needless to say, perplexed 

As he looked around the room that he never been in 

Candles all around the bed, sheets quite feminine 

Buck naked with his kicks on 

Breakaway jeans, drawers and sweater were all on the bedroom floor 

He heard singin' from the shower from the bathroom door 

Sounded like Melvin Moore but he couldn't be sure 

She had a sexy ass voice but she was so off key 

Couldn't 'member how she looked, couldn't wait to see 

Hopin' that it was the girl, third floor of the club 

The one that let him grab her ass when they twisted the dub 

Or perhaps it was the dime from the guest list line 

Either one and several others would've suited him fine 

From the bed to the bathroom, a voice said come in 

Gradually now, he starts to remember 

Peeped through the shower curtain like bachelor number three 

Pleasantly surprised to see that it was the bartender 

And tender was the operative word 

She had a body like a cello with legs, I mean, the ass was absurd 

Long neck, smooth skin, pretty face, kooky nipples 

Eyes wider than hips, full lips between dimples 

She said, "How did you sleep?" He said he didn't know 

She asked, "Was it good for you too?" 

I think so, but I really can't remember what went down last night 

She told him, Take off your shoes, we can replay the highlights" 

Stepped out the shower in a daze, legs achin' 

Breath short from the [Incomprehensible], dick wrapped in a hat 

Wide open 'cuz it was the last from a twelve-pack 

Spit four in the shower till his tire went flat 

She thought he was all that, she said, "I don't have to work today 

Take a little nap so we can do it again" 

No sooner than she said it, keys jingled, door slammed 

He said, "Please baby, please don't let it be your boyfriend 

For the love of basketball, mademoiselle, look 

I ain't Biggie Smalls, I don't even want a story to tell 

I'm a lover, not a fighter, alright but then a girl walked in 

Saw him naked and said, "What the hell?" 

Time stood still as he thought to himself 

This reminds me of a beer commercial back in the day 

She's too young to be her mother, so he asked 

How you doin'? Would you care to join in?" 

She said, "Nigga is you crazy? 

See this ring on my finger? That's my wife you was fuckin' 

My name ain't Ronald [Incomprehensible], don't try to play me out" 

She reached in her purse for the little pearl handle 

He splashed her in the face with the wax from the candle 

The 'tender ran back into the bathroom, screamin' 

Slipped on the condom wrapper, broke her pretty little neck 

The burnt-face wife pulled a gun on the dude 

Famous last words, "I ain't mean you no disrespect!" 

Wow! That was crazy 

Yo J, that was cool and all 

But what's up with the violent ending, man? 

Is it possible for it to end a little bitmore pleasant? 

What if the story woulda ended like this? 

I'ma kick it again but only with a slight twist 

It goes one for the griot, two for da gods 

Three to flip the script, 'cuz it ain't that hard, check it out 

Time stood still as he thought to himself 

This reminds me of a beer commercial back in the day 

She's too young to be her mother, would you care to join in? 

She was butt naked under her coat 

He was amazed at the second wind kickin' in 

Thinkin' 'bout the fact that he almost didn't go to the club 

Woulda been wack if he missed out on the greatest love of his life 

Imagine if he stayed home with his wife? 

'Cuz girl two 

Yo her body made the 'tender look like a fender bender 

The three of them together turned the bed to a blender 

He left like five hours later with a permanent [Incomprehensible] 

And feels he will ever remember 

C'mon J, there's no way my man got laid quite like that 

That just don't happen, that's like a porno or somethin' 

And what about his wife? She didn't even say nothin'? 

She didn't page him? 

What if the story woulda ended like this? 

I'ma kick it again but only with a slight twist 

It goes one for the griot, two for da gods 

Three to flip the script, 'cuz it ain't that hard, check it out 

Time stood still as he thought to himself 

This reminds me of a beer commercial back in the day 

She's too young to be her mother, so he asked, how you doin'? 

She said, "Eww! It smells like somebody been screwin' 

I hope it wasn't y'all then she started laughin' 

He said, "What's so funny?" She said, "You don't know the half" 

She was starin' at the joint with a fucked-up smile 

She said, "I can come back if you gon' be here for a while 

"But between me and you and my roommate too 

What I'm 'bout to say might just be a little snafu in your plans 

Put it like this, she used to be a dude!" 

Yeah, how's that for a plot twist? 

He asked the 'tender, was it true? 

She said, "Shit, I told you last night, my man, I thought you knew" 

Ewww, shit! Ha ha ha 

For real? Uh uh, man you're sick 

Ha ha ha, for real? You got dat homie, I'm out