Yo, Lisa, could I get a date on Friday? And if you're busy, I mind takin' Saturday, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay up de posse, Fugee comin' around the way
Yo, hey, nappy Yo, got there? Hah, I got some of that
Well, I'm a Libra Well, I'm a y'all
You wanna battle swing I bring men like I was king In all your dreams I the horror flick of Stephen King Cling to also those papers say ock I got of the fat lady so I sing to my own opera
Balang, balang, to de man de rock 'cuz I love thee If you live by the you will be die by the gun 'Cuz all guys tell lies and more girls it I was to Code Red, but now I'm chillin' with 'A Few Good Men'
Assassination on the kid the capitol I never play the soap opera but now I'm a Hospital critical, spirit over who's the physical So if I die, catch me at the
I'll fly away, ohh, with a mic in my hand To a land where only God me And the Angels write raps on paper I said, I'm lookin' for Jesus, he said the escalator One up, is guaranteed you'll be there My be there, my mother'd be there
So, Mona Lisa, I get a date on Friday? And if you're busy, I wouldn't mind Saturday, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay Round up de posse, Fugee around de way
I don't puff so I got my breath Never had to with a bullet proof vest They call me cock weasel but I, still a chest I wear Jheri curls 'cuz I'm nah from the West
No disrespect to the West, indeed I rock it to the East, the is the seed To see that them days back, yo sheepskins and Hot Peace to Mr. Magic, things are gettin'
Now we on new stuff, I never feared the Ku Kluk My own clan is actin' up, I blame it on the blunt Whatcha gonna do, are actin' ooohhh is gettin' fed up, yo where's the coporate at?
A Three Piece Suit Check the square roots, Girbauds and Timberland Nah, that's the serpents and know garment tips I got a head full of problems and a hand of nappy roots I feel a comin' down, yo I
I got the slang to make the chitty, bang, A, rid, dang, de, dang, the nappy bang No I, got hte to make the chitty, bang, bang A, rid, dang, de, dang, the nappy heads
Yo, Lisa, could I get a date on Friday And if busy, I wouldn't mind taking Saturday, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay Round up de posse, Fugee round de way Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay Nappy heads in the zone and not goin' home
Hey, yo a battle is a battle but a not a battle if it's snake doesn't 'Cuz my style's as old as a As as a new Nile, as new as a new child
So follow me to the land of Abraham This land's your land, this my land The blacker the black man, the better the man Yo, some nappy heads to check they necks for red
I, feel injection, put the needle to your skin feel ever win You maintain to put a negro in you used to diss me "Oh you wanna with old Eddie Kane?" Ain't nuttin' wrong, your head to the song
Word is bond, you get wrong, I'll have you like Louis Armstrong And I say to myself, a wonderful world But the hell was so wonderful 'bout cotton in the farm Mr. Man
The harder come, the harder they fall, so come one come all Don't stall or I'ma stick you like a doll locked stop drawer for the count who drops You slept on a kid from the
Out of Motorville of the ill kill Bellsburg Viking so you I'm top rankin' Phil Some say who comin' like the yuma but save the I've been rockin' ever since eighty two When I used to rock my
Yes, yes, y'all, well I'm a Libra Yes, yes, yes, I'm a Libra y'all Yes, yes, y'all, well I'm a y'all Oh, co'mon, well I'm a y'all
Yo Mona Lisa, could I get a date on And if busy, I wouldn't mind taking Saturday, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay Round up de posse comin' around de way Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay Nappy heads in the zone and we're not home!
Lisa, could I get a date on Friday And if you're busy, I mind taking Saturday, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay Round up de Fugee comin' around de way Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay Nappy heads in the zone and not goin' home
I wear my sunglasses at To spy on my girlfriend, right dancin', romancin', freakin' at night Yes, yes, yes, a yes, yes,
I my sunglasses at night To spy on my girlfriend, right dancin', romancin', freakin' at night Say, Mona Lisa could I get a date on