Jezzebelle lyrics

Artist  : Too Phat 
Song : Jezzebelle



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chorus )

( Innuendo: )

Jezzebelle I knew her well

Took one look at once I fell

Love so deep and now she's trippin'

Gave me joy you can't believe in

Jezzebelle come stay a while

Captivate me with your smile

Held you once I paid the price

and all the love were just illusions



( verse 1 )

( Malique: )

Yaw check, she got the face you only get to see
on TV

Style and grace and voice you only hear on
CD's

She be dope ass, mo' or less like Lopez

More mass than the pope has and more cash than
the Coke gas

I called her boo boo she called me boo too

It was too coo' to be true when I see boo in her
see thru I be kookoo

now we coo', we lovey dovey, she huggy huggy

I rubby rubby her like a chubby hubby

I called her muffins, yeah she called me sweet
potato pie

She always made me high so called her chocolate
tah

With mushy nicknames everyday after lunch

She called me lusty big dip, I called her libido
crunch

and I would walk her back home everyday from
skool

Hold her hands real tightly cause she thought it
was coo'

At times I let her walk first so I can peep at
her behind

Lickin' my lips thank god that it was mine

She so fine I treat her so kind 'cause i was so
blind

until I caught her fuckin' wit' this old man from
Oman

Oh my, it sure was sucky but I was lucky

to be Malique, who got more chicks than
Kentucky



( verse 2 )

Jezzebelle, verse 2

(Malique voice from bla bla:

I usta have a chica who liked to bla, bla

Her name was JaJa size C cup bra, bra

Her mom Portugese her dad was Baba

The hon' love to tease and call me DaDa



( Joe Flizzow: )

Now, this honey Jazzy got me up in a fix

Got me sprung with her tongue, got me up in a
mix

Wit' the sexy mad switch in her crazy tight
denims

Guys fantasize all wishin' that they were in
'em

But that was back then, now suga be gone

And you gotta be mad thinkin' I be alone

I got more tricks on deez more than you can
believe

You see Monica come after Monifa leave, uh

You know my steez ain't no need to say please

Pimp Poppa Joe clockin' hoes wit' ease

Still... I miss my boo and I don't understand

I be searchin' high and low for a honey who can
complete me



( repeat chorus )

( bridge )

( Sam: )

Never gonna find true love

oh my baby, gotta let it go...

Baby can't you see that you're hurtin' me

no reason to leaveeee...



( verse 3 )

( Malique: )

Will I ever get to meet the gurl of my dreams
?

Black, white, brown, red maybe light green ?

I love shortys in dem skirties or them Pepe
Jeans

Share the same ice cream lick her lippy clean

Well if I wanna hit a shorty then it best be
those

Wit' the fancy hairdos and the flashy clothes

Standin' in the phone booth wit' a classy pose

Only god knows boo be a Jazzy hoe



( Joe Flizzow: )

I got mo' love than riches

Low love for snitches

No love for hoodrat, tricks hoes or bitches

No love for hoes who pose and blow kisses

You gotta make some switches



( repeat chorus