[Verse 1: Big Boi] Somebody hit me the other day for a rendezvous, Was it the bitch that fucked the Goodie, and the Dungeon Crew? Let's say her name was Suzy Skrew – 'cause she screwed a lot Makin a nigga hit that chonk at legitimate spots, Not no parks, backseats, or things of that nature, Had to hate ya, player, I'm dickin the ho down, never said I paid her, Straight laid her, slayed the bitch like Darth Vader, made her From College Park and Fayette all the way down to Decatur. Like Jada, her wig was sharp and sporty, that was shorty Safe as a snake on eggs in a Beamer 840, It's foggy, I went to the crib to call her but she lost me My baby mamma beeped seven o'clock it's gonna cost me But I still wanna cut her, though, maybe she had to work, I caught her in the mall, wearin a real tight skirt, She was fine as fuck; I wanted to sex the ho up. She said, "Let's hit the parking lot so I can sick your duck!" I said, "Cool, I really wanted to cut you but this'll do, I gotta pick up my daughter plus my baby mama beeped me, too." She said she understood and everythin' was kosher, I gave her a Lil' Will CD, and a fuckin poster, it's like that now. [Chorus: Sleepy Brown & Big Boi] It's like that now, you better go on And get the hump up out your back now, It's about four or five cats off in my 'Lac now, We just shoot game in the form of story raps now, It's like that now, it's like that now. [Verse 2: André 3000] Now Suzy Skrew had a partner named Sasha Thumper. I remember her number like the summer When her and Suzy, yeah, they threw a slumber Party, but you cannot call it that 'cause it was slummer. Well, it was more like spend the night, Three in the mornin' yawnin, dancin under street lights, We chillin like a villain and a nigga feelin right In the middle of the ghetto on the curb, but in spite All of the bullshit we on our back starin at the stars above Talkin bout what we gonna be when we grow up. I said, "What you wanna be?" She said, "Alive." It made me think for a minute, then looked in her eyes. I coulda died, time went on, I got grown, Rhyme got strong, mind got blown, I came back home, to find lil' Sasha was gone, Her mamma said she with a nigga that be treatin her wrong. I kept on singin my song and hopin at a show That I would one day see her standin in the front row, But two weeks later she got found in the back of a school With a needle in her arm, baby two months due, Sasha Thumper. [Chorus: Sleepy Brown & Big Boi] It's like that now, you better go on And get the hump up out your back now, It's about four or five cats off in my 'Lac now, We just shoot game in the form of story raps now, It's like that now, it's like that now. [Outro:] —Keisha, Keisha! —Huh? —Cut that loud mess off, you hear all that thunderin' and lightnin', and get off that telephone! —Uh, alright! —Grandmama, what's all that noise? —I'm scared. —Baby, don't be scared, it's gonna be alright. It's just the Lord doin' his work, okay?
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