Babyface Jazzy Belle Lyrics

Jazzy Belle Lyrics

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, bit*hes 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 f**k 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 f**kin` 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 bit*h don`t play me `cause you`re chanky 
I wanted to hit that as* 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 f**kin` 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 bit*h 
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, bit*hes 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 f**k 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 f**kin` 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 bit*h don`t play me `cause you`re chanky 
I wanted to hit that as* 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 f**kin` 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

HOOK

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 bit*h 
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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