Jazzy Belle


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Jazzy Belle
  • Jazzy Belle



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 things
Over the years I been up on my toes and yes I seen things
Like Kilroy chill boi 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, Bankhead is better for em
When they can let they throw em, down from hitchiking and biting niggas
Until the temple they call the body, now everybody got it
Had it, talked about it amongst they friends
Coming around my crew looking Jazzy, want to pretend
Like you Ms. Goodie, Four-Shoes, even Bo knew, that you got caught
Like acupuncture patients while our nation is a boat
Straight sinking, I hate thinking that these the future mommas
Of our chilling, they fucking a different nigga every time
They get the feeling to, I'm willing 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

[Big Boi]
See what if you was a player real player not no slouch
Having the very best of life lots of steak and Perignon
Smoking an ounce of weed yeah every single day was personal FreakNik
Freaking these hoes in Polo clothes life as you conceived it
But your conception, deception, looking into your eyes I see
You weapon and it's depressing, they're digging up in your thighs
Leaving deposits keep your closets open not your boots and drawers
Hoping to get you sprung like bell-bottoms, steadily calling me Antwan
Cause you thinking 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 running that Southerplayalistic 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 Tupac 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?

One two, yes, okay, 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 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 bits
I want to earl, cause most of the girls that we was liking
In high school, now they dyking

[Big Boi]
Having no mercy for the disrespectful ones, some
Be hanging around the crew looking for funds, dumb
Deaf and fine, they be, askin me all about mine
How she doing how she be, I know she's sipping that wine
Behind my back they skwak like vultures
Off and On like Trendz 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 user and abuser


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