Andre 3000

Andre 3000 - Sleazy lyrics

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<strong>Sleazy Lyrics</strong>

I don’t need you and your brand new Benz

Or your boojy friends

And I don’t need love looking like diamonds

Looking like diamonds

Get sleazy

We started out so cute in our baby pictures

That mommy shot for our daddy so that he wouldn’t forget you

He forgot anyway, but hey, one day he’ll remember

If not he’s human, I’m human, you human, we’ll forgive him

God gives him his ultimatum, can’t see how momma hates him

He’s such a cool a-s guy, then wonder why she date him

I’m only 8, I’m not old enough, guess it’s complicated

Two parent dwellings, expelling have got so underrated

I only say this in cadence so it don’t get negated

I was gon’ save it for later but later look like maybe

This crazy lady named Kesha is guessing my Mercedes

Would be all new and through through, but its the 19802s

But now that we are cool cool, she sippin’ Irish Baileys

She say “Stacks, you’re true blue?”

I said “Nah, I’m Navy”

I call her Kesha, she like it, because it’s hood to her

She call me Andre 6000 cause I’m good to her

I don’t need you and your brand new Benz

Or your boojy friends

And I don’t need love looking like diamonds

Looking like diamonds

I don’t need you and your brand new Benz

Or your boojy friends

And I don’t need love looking like diamonds

Looking like diamonds

You can’t imagine the immensity of the f*ck I’m not giving

About your money and man servant at the mansion you live in

And I don’t wanna go places where all my ladies can’t get in

Just grab a bottle, some boys, and let’s take it back to my basement

And get sleazy, sick of all your lines, so cheesy

Sorry daddy, but I’m not that easy

I’m not gonna sit here while you circle jerk it and work it

Imma take it back to where my man and my girls is

Sleazy, get sleazy, get sleazy, get sleazy, ’cause imma get

Sleazy, get sleazy, get sleazy, get sleazy, ’cause imma get

I don’t need you and your brand new Benz

Or your boojy friends

And I don’t need love looking like diamonds

Looking like diamonds

I don’t need you and your brand new Benz

Or your boojy friends

And I don’t need love looking like diamonds

Looking like diamonds

Rat-a-tat-tat on your dum-dum drum

The beat’s so fat gonna make me come

Um, um, um, over to your place!

Rat-a-tat-tat on your dum-dum drum

The beat’s so fat, gonna make me come

Um, um, um, over to your place!

I don’t mean to critique on your seduction technique

But your money’s not impressing me, it’s kinda weak

That you really think you’re gonna get my rocks off

Get my top and socks off, by showing me the dollars in your drop box

Me and all my friends, we don’t buy bottles, we bring ‘em

We take the drinks from the tables when you get up and leave ‘em

And I don’t care if you stare and you call us scummy

Cause we ain’t after your affection, and sure as hell not your money, honey

I don’t need you and your brand new Benz

Or your boojy friends

And I don’t need love looking like diamonds

Looking like diamonds

I don’t need you and your brand new Benz

Or your boojy friends

And I don’t need love looking like diamonds

Looking like diamonds

Rat-a-tat-tat on your dum-dum drum

The beat’s so fat , gonna make me come

Um, um, um, over to your place!

Rat-a-tat-tat on your dum-dum drum

The beat’s so fat, gonna make me come

Um, um, um, over to your place!

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