STATIK SELEKTAH - Talkin Bout You (Ladies) lyrics

rate me

Yo ma

You got Statik Selektah, Joell Ortiz, Talib Kweli

And I'm S-K-Y-Z-O-O

And we lookin for some Brooklyn chicks

I mean, let me tell you what one is like

Huh, she's from the borough like me, so she rep the borough like me (uh)

And she somethin thorough like Lee (yeah)

And she type bred, white Air's, white T

Bright hair, tight weave (woo)

Like yeah, I be, with it in the worst way (yeah)

Kind of strung, but I hide it when I work game (yeah)

I know what she about, I knew her all along

Hood chick, good chick, 'til you rub her wrong

Louie shades and some '94 retros

Hova in the iPod, bumpin +So Ghetto+

Scrap? Would never, Fall back? Never

She watched "The Wire" with me, I'm attached forever

And the '718' tatted on her lower back

Is the cherry on top, when I'm throwin into that

And if she open her jaw, roll up a blizz

And we gone, you know who she is

Bred ma

"Talkin, talkin, 'bout you"

"Yo, I took you out"

Statik Selektah

Uh

Now a, when we done we hop in the shower

Sprinkles come out, wrinkle for kickin it like an hour (that's right)

If I argue, she beside me riffin

A great night's a new bootleg and Chinese chicken (come on)

Wears her scarf to the store with pajamas and slippers

Shakin every bit of everything, her momma could give her (ow)

But when we at them red carpet affairs, aw man

My baby break necks like The Honky Tonk Man (woo!)

This is part of God's plan, I see heaven in her eyes

She seen hell inside of mine, when Joell ain't have a dime

Stash packs in her bra, when her baby had to grind

Wanted the Lex, but settled for the navy Avalon

That's my nigga (my nigga) and she don't know how to swim

But if I'm drownin she'll lose her shoes and hop in the river

Other ladies? Naw, they not in the picture

Well I'm lyin, but look when I'm done wildin, watch the rock I'm a give her

Yeah, baby I love you

And you, and you, and you, and you

Uh, I see you walkin down the street pretty fast

Like you, and you, and you, yeah

From Kandi to Krista, Monique to Angelique (oh yeah)

From Amber to Tiffany, Michelle and Dominique ('member her?)

Kimberly to Khia (word), Kadisha and Shaniqua (woo)

Inez, Marisol, Tia and Maria (ha)

Farida, Aaliyah, Tamia, Sanchia and Charise (wow)

Dawn to Dottie to Debbie to Didi and Denise

From Robin to Chyna, Teresa to Tracy (haha)

From Lisi, Emanny, Cynthia, Cita and Stacy (she had a fat ass)

Word, I love a hood chick, to me that's a good chick (hey)

You know the one's who was used to oil to cook with (hey)

She get you hooked with the sex, 'til you look sick

Scratches on your back, leave the welts like a good whip (wapsst)

I love the earrings, door knockers on the eighties, yeah

Sway back strut, cause she such a fuckin lady, yeah

Thick lipped, glossed with the slick backed baby hair

Eighty pairs of shoes, man she stay with the latest gear (so fresh)

"Talkin, talkin, 'bout you"

"Yo, I took you out"

Youuuuuuu, bababababa bow

I love you

Bababababa bow