Yes, yes, y'all and you don't stop To the beat ya'll and you don't stop Yes yes, y'all and you don't stop 1, 2, ya'll and you don't stop Yes yes ya'll and you don't stop And to the beat Com sense'll be the sure shot Come on
I met this girl, when I was ten years old And what I loved most she had so much soul She was old school, when I was just a shorty Never knew throughout my life she would be there for me On the regular, not a church girl she was secular Not about the money, those studs was mic checking her But I respected her, she hit me in the heart A few New York niggas, had did her in the park But she was there for me, and I was there for her Pull out a chair for her, turn on the air for her And just cool out, cool out and listen to her Sitting on a bone, wishing that I could do her Eventually if it was meant to be, then it would be Cause we related, physically and mentally And she was fun then, I'd be geeked when she'd come around Slim was fresh yo, when she was underground Original, pure, untampered, a down sister Boy I tell ya, I miss her
Yes, yes, y'all and you don't stop To the beat ya'll and you don't stop Yes yes, y'all and you don't stop 1, 2, ya'll and you don't stop Yes yes ya'll and you don't stop And to the beat Com sense'll be the sure shot Come on
Now periodically I would see Old girl at the clubs, and at the house parties She didn't have a body but she started getting thick quick Did a couple of videos and became Afrocentric Out goes the weave, in goes the braids beads medallions She was on that tip about stopping the violence About my people she was teaching me By not preaching to me, but speaking to me in a method that was leisurely So easily I approach She dug my rap, that's how we got close But then she broke to the West coast, and that was cool Cause around the same time, I went away to school And I'm a man of expanding, so why should I stand in her way She probably get her money in L.A And she did stud, she got big pub but what was foul She said that the pro-black, was going out of style She said, Afrocentricity, was of the past So she got into R&B hip-house bass and jazz Now black music is black music and it's all good I wasn't salty, she was with the boys in the hood Cause that was good for her, she was becoming well rounded I thought it was dope how she was on that freestyle shit Just having fun, not worried about anyone And you could tell by how her titties hung
Yes, yes, y'all and you don't stop To the beat ya'll and you don't stop Yes yes, y'all and you don't stop 1, 2, ya'll and you don't stop Yes yes ya'll and you don't stop And to the beat Com sense'll be the sure shot Come on
I might've failed to mention that this chick was creative
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