Текст песни OutKast - Da Art of Storytellin' (Pt. 1)

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 Making a nigga hit that chonk, at legitimate spots Not no parks, backseats or things of that nature Had to hate ya player, I'm dicking 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, wearing 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 mamma beeped me too" She said she understood then everything was kosher I gave her a Lil' Will CD, and a fuckin poster, it's like that now 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 'Llac now We just shoot game in the form of story rap now It's like that now, it's like that now 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 can not call it that cause it was slummer Well it was more like spend the night Three in the morning yawning dancing under street lights We chilling like a villain and a nigga feeling right In the middle of the ghetto on the curb, but in spite All of the bullshit we on our back staring at the stars above Talking 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 treating her wrong I kept on singing my song and hoping at a show That I would one day see her standing 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 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 'Llac now We just, shoot, game in the form of story rap now It's like that now, it's like that now
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