Da Art Of Storytellin` (part 4) Lyrics

Da Art Of Storytellin` (part 4) lyrics

Yeah, somebody hit me the other day for a rendezvous

Was it the bitch that fucked the Good and the Dungeon Crew?

Let's say her name was Suzy Skrew 'cause she screwed a lot

Makin' a nigga hit that chonk at legitimate spots



Not no parks, backseats or things of that nature

Had to hate ya playa, I'm dickin' the hoe down, never said I paid her

Straight laid her, slayed the bitch like Darth Daver, made her

From College Park and Fayette, all the way down to Decatur



Like Jada, her wig was sharp and sporty, that was shorty

Safe as a snake on eggs in a Beamer eight-hundred-forty

It's foggy, I went to the crib to call her but she lost me

My baby mamma beeped seven o'clock, it's gonna cost me



But I still wanna cut her though, maybe she had to work

I caught her in the mall, wearin' a real tight skirt

She was, fine as fuck, I wanted to sex the hoe up

She said, "Let's hit the parking lot so I can sick your duck"



I said, "Cool, I really wanted to cut you but this'll do

I gotta pick up my daughter plus my baby mamma beeped me too"

She said she understood then everything was kosher

I gave her a Lil' Will CD and a fuckin' poster

It's like that now



It's like that now, you better go, get the hump, up out your back now

It's about four, five cats off in my 'Llac now

We just shoot, game in the form of story rap now, yeah

It's like that now, it's like that now



Now Suzy Skrew had a partna named Sasha Thumper

I remember her number like the summer

When her and Suzy, yeah, they threw a slumber party

But you can not call it that 'cause it was slummer



Well, it was more like spend the night

Three in the morning, yawnin', dancin' under street lights

We chillin' like a villain and a nigga feelin' right

In the middle of the ghetto on the curb but in spite



All of the bullshit, we on our back starin' at the stars above

Talkin' 'bout what we gonna be when we grow up

I said what you wanna be, she said, "Alive"

It made me think for a minute, then looked in her eyes



I coulda died, time went on, I got grown

Rhyme got strong, mind got blown, I came back home

To find lil' Sasha was gone

Her mamma said she with a nigga that be treatin' her wrong



I kept on singin' my song and hopin' at a show

That I would one day see her standin' in the front row

But two weeks later she got found in the back of a school

With a needle in her arm, baby two months due, Sasha Thumper



It's like that now, you better go, get the hump, up out your back now

It's about four, five cats off in my 'Llac now

We just shoot, game in the form of story rap now, yeah

It's like that now, it's like that now



It's like that now, you better go, get the hump, up out your back now

It's about four, five cats off in my 'Llac now

We just shoot, game in the form of story rap now, yeah

It's like that now, it's like that now