Jazzy belle lyrics

Artist  : Babyface 
Song : Jazzy belle
 

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

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`?

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

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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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