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Yes, yes, y'all and you stop
To the beat ya'll and you don't
Yes yes, y'all and you stop
1, 2, ya'll and you don't
Yes yes ya'll and you don't
And to the beat Com sense'll be the shot
on

I met girl, when I was ten years old
And what I loved most she had so much
She was old school, when I was just a
Never throughout my life she would be there for me
On the regular, not a church girl she was
Not about the money, those was mic checking her
But I her, she hit me in the heart
A few New York niggas, had did her in the
But she was there for me, and I was for her
Pull out a chair for her, on the air for her
And just out, cool out and listen to her
Sitting on a bone, wishing that I do her
Eventually if it was meant to be, it would be
Cause we related, physically and
And she was fun then, I'd be geeked when come around
was fresh yo, when she was underground
Original, pure, untampered, a sister
Boy I tell ya, I her

Yes, yes, y'all and you don't
To the beat and you don't stop
Yes yes, and you don't stop
1, 2, ya'll and you stop
Yes yes ya'll and you don't
And to the Com sense'll be the sure shot
on

Now I would see
Old girl at the clubs, and at the parties
She didn't have a body but she getting thick quick
Did a of videos and became Afrocentric
Out goes the weave, in goes the braids beads
She was on that tip about stopping the
my people she was teaching me
By not preaching to me, but speaking to me in a method was leisurely
So I approach
She dug my rap, how we got close
But she broke to the West coast, and that was cool
Cause the same time, I went away to school
And I'm a man of expanding, so why I stand in her way
She get her money in L.A
And she did stud, she got big pub but was foul
She said that the pro-black, was out of style
She said, Afrocentricity, was of the
So she got R&B hip-house bass and jazz
Now black music is music and it's all good
I wasn't salty, she was the boys in the hood
Cause that was good for her, she was becoming well
I thought it was dope how she was on that freestyle
Just having fun, not worried anyone
And you could tell by how her hung

Yes, yes, y'all and you stop
To the ya'll and you don't stop
Yes yes, and you don't stop
1, 2, ya'll and you don't
Yes yes ya'll and you don't
And to the beat Com be the sure shot
on

I might've failed to mention that this chick was
the man got to her, he altered her native
Told her if she got an and a gimmick
That she could money, and she did it like a dummy
Now I see her in commercials, she's
She used to only swing it the inner-city circle
Now she be in the burbs, looking rock and hippie
And on some dumb shit, she comes to the city
Talking about popping serving rocks and hitting switches
Now she's a gangsta with gangsta bitches
Always smoking and getting drunk
Telling me sad stories, now she only fucks the funk
Stressing how and "real" she is
She was really the realest, she got into showbiz
I did her, not just to say I did it
But I'm committed, but so many hit it
That just not the same letting all these groupies do her
I see slamming her, and taking her to the sewer
But take her back hoping that the shit stop
Cause who I'm talking bout is hip-hop