Song | Betta Listen |
Artist | De La Soul |
Album | Stakes Is High |
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作词 : Mason V., Posdnuos ... | |
Mummy i saw one day | |
She was on some fume vapors | |
Givin' me lip so i continued with the caper | |
Cat litter had me sniffin | |
Since outside the palace | |
Eyes sicker than aids | |
Game harder than a callous | |
Tried to enter in her shit | |
She had locks on the session | |
Tellin me how her last man | |
Taught her ass a lesson damn | |
Well, i'm not the mayor | |
I take care of my dimes | |
But i excluded i had nickels | |
Addin' up to her kind | |
Short stacks with a wristful of jewels | |
Sayin she didn't need a man | |
To make her out for a fool | |
Dig it, miss, my love is credited in cupid account | |
And if you need that extra help | |
Gigglin, figurin' i had jokes for her humor | |
Then she broke out with the words | |
About knowin all the rumors | |
"see, all you niggas rappin be like pedigree dogs | |
Thinkin you can have me leashed | |
Around your microphone cords" | |
Somethin 'bout her lit me up like july | |
And with them onions in the pants | |
I couldn't help but cry | |
Seemed lost in the essence | |
But i had to find my way to take | |
Action for the digits just to set up a date | |
Thought my shinin was on | |
I had the skirts in the bag | |
Until i took a bit of time | |
To peep the price on the tag | |
She said "i'm that salt and pepa | |
Who like pushin it to sisters | |
You need to get to walkin with it mister, | |
I think you betta listen" | |
[listen all you fellas, here's what good love is] | |
[listen all you fellas, the kind she understands] | |
[listen all you fellas, then you won't have to worry no no more] | |
[listen all you fellas, you betta listen] [you betta listen] | |
We was at some outside jam one saturday night | |
When this pretty ass girl got locked in my sight | |
She was a ghetto philosopher | |
Yeah you know the type | |
Thinkin' mary j. and sade understood her strife | |
Caught me lookin', "yo what's cookin?" | |
"nothin' from around here | |
So don't approach or hope | |
To be the man of the year" | |
I said listen deer or rabbit or whatever the hell you be | |
I'm not the one to embarrass | |
But the one to emcee | |
I traveled the world q uarters on my relationships | |
Used and abused by hoes | |
So my royalty stubs | |
But above all | |
I brought my daughter into this earth | |
So i understand the need | |
Of women feeling of worth | |
She glanced deep in my eyes | |
And said "oh shit, you're ill | |
I like the way your mind | |
Moves around at will | |
Still, let me apologize for soundin so sassy | |
But you niggas act as if my ass | |
Has a sign that says harass me" | |
Her name was gail from the union of dale | |
I made her remove the shades | |
So her eyes could tell me the plan | |
Yo where's your man? | |
"oh that nigga's past tense, | |
Painted bruises on my face | |
Haven't seen him ever since" | |
Gave a pinch to my bottom | |
And started rubbing my back | |
She said "i bet your ass is darker | |
Than a mobb deep track" | |
Only one way to know it, | |
And i was down to show it | |
So we jetted back to my crib to set it | |
She made it known | |
"i've owned thoughts of you | |
Since that song 'meeny-meeny' | |
Can't believe you're about | |
To be all up in between me" | |
Man, the flag was lowered | |
So my wood was raised | |
Followed a shielding of my building | |
To protect me from the blaze | |
This granted access to | |
Southern parts of her borders | |
Did you have her comin'? | |
Like the new world order | |
I caught her with the right combination | |
A good combination | |
Keepin' it in her hard, man | |
You betta listen | |
[listen all you fellas, here's what good love is] | |
[listen all you fellas, the kind she understands] | |
[listen all you fellas, then you won't have to worry no no more] | |
[listen all you fellas, you betta listen] [you betta listen] |
zuo ci : Mason V., Posdnuos ... | |
Mummy i saw one day | |
She was on some fume vapors | |
Givin' me lip so i continued with the caper | |
Cat litter had me sniffin | |
Since outside the palace | |
Eyes sicker than aids | |
Game harder than a callous | |
Tried to enter in her shit | |
She had locks on the session | |
Tellin me how her last man | |
Taught her ass a lesson damn | |
Well, i' m not the mayor | |
I take care of my dimes | |
But i excluded i had nickels | |
Addin' up to her kind | |
Short stacks with a wristful of jewels | |
Sayin she didn' t need a man | |
To make her out for a fool | |
Dig it, miss, my love is credited in cupid account | |
And if you need that extra help | |
Gigglin, figurin' i had jokes for her humor | |
Then she broke out with the words | |
About knowin all the rumors | |
" see, all you niggas rappin be like pedigree dogs | |
Thinkin you can have me leashed | |
Around your microphone cords" | |
Somethin ' bout her lit me up like july | |
And with them onions in the pants | |
I couldn' t help but cry | |
Seemed lost in the essence | |
But i had to find my way to take | |
Action for the digits just to set up a date | |
Thought my shinin was on | |
I had the skirts in the bag | |
Until i took a bit of time | |
To peep the price on the tag | |
She said " i' m that salt and pepa | |
Who like pushin it to sisters | |
You need to get to walkin with it mister, | |
I think you betta listen" | |
listen all you fellas, here' s what good love is | |
listen all you fellas, the kind she understands | |
listen all you fellas, then you won' t have to worry no no more | |
listen all you fellas, you betta listen you betta listen | |
We was at some outside jam one saturday night | |
When this pretty ass girl got locked in my sight | |
She was a ghetto philosopher | |
Yeah you know the type | |
Thinkin' mary j. and sade understood her strife | |
Caught me lookin', " yo what' s cookin?" | |
" nothin' from around here | |
So don' t approach or hope | |
To be the man of the year" | |
I said listen deer or rabbit or whatever the hell you be | |
I' m not the one to embarrass | |
But the one to emcee | |
I traveled the world q uarters on my relationships | |
Used and abused by hoes | |
So my royalty stubs | |
But above all | |
I brought my daughter into this earth | |
So i understand the need | |
Of women feeling of worth | |
She glanced deep in my eyes | |
And said " oh shit, you' re ill | |
I like the way your mind | |
Moves around at will | |
Still, let me apologize for soundin so sassy | |
But you niggas act as if my ass | |
Has a sign that says harass me" | |
Her name was gail from the union of dale | |
I made her remove the shades | |
So her eyes could tell me the plan | |
Yo where' s your man? | |
" oh that nigga' s past tense, | |
Painted bruises on my face | |
Haven' t seen him ever since" | |
Gave a pinch to my bottom | |
And started rubbing my back | |
She said " i bet your ass is darker | |
Than a mobb deep track" | |
Only one way to know it, | |
And i was down to show it | |
So we jetted back to my crib to set it | |
She made it known | |
" i' ve owned thoughts of you | |
Since that song ' meenymeeny' | |
Can' t believe you' re about | |
To be all up in between me" | |
Man, the flag was lowered | |
So my wood was raised | |
Followed a shielding of my building | |
To protect me from the blaze | |
This granted access to | |
Southern parts of her borders | |
Did you have her comin'? | |
Like the new world order | |
I caught her with the right combination | |
A good combination | |
Keepin' it in her hard, man | |
You betta listen | |
listen all you fellas, here' s what good love is | |
listen all you fellas, the kind she understands | |
listen all you fellas, then you won' t have to worry no no more | |
listen all you fellas, you betta listen you betta listen |
zuò cí : Mason V., Posdnuos ... | |
Mummy i saw one day | |
She was on some fume vapors | |
Givin' me lip so i continued with the caper | |
Cat litter had me sniffin | |
Since outside the palace | |
Eyes sicker than aids | |
Game harder than a callous | |
Tried to enter in her shit | |
She had locks on the session | |
Tellin me how her last man | |
Taught her ass a lesson damn | |
Well, i' m not the mayor | |
I take care of my dimes | |
But i excluded i had nickels | |
Addin' up to her kind | |
Short stacks with a wristful of jewels | |
Sayin she didn' t need a man | |
To make her out for a fool | |
Dig it, miss, my love is credited in cupid account | |
And if you need that extra help | |
Gigglin, figurin' i had jokes for her humor | |
Then she broke out with the words | |
About knowin all the rumors | |
" see, all you niggas rappin be like pedigree dogs | |
Thinkin you can have me leashed | |
Around your microphone cords" | |
Somethin ' bout her lit me up like july | |
And with them onions in the pants | |
I couldn' t help but cry | |
Seemed lost in the essence | |
But i had to find my way to take | |
Action for the digits just to set up a date | |
Thought my shinin was on | |
I had the skirts in the bag | |
Until i took a bit of time | |
To peep the price on the tag | |
She said " i' m that salt and pepa | |
Who like pushin it to sisters | |
You need to get to walkin with it mister, | |
I think you betta listen" | |
listen all you fellas, here' s what good love is | |
listen all you fellas, the kind she understands | |
listen all you fellas, then you won' t have to worry no no more | |
listen all you fellas, you betta listen you betta listen | |
We was at some outside jam one saturday night | |
When this pretty ass girl got locked in my sight | |
She was a ghetto philosopher | |
Yeah you know the type | |
Thinkin' mary j. and sade understood her strife | |
Caught me lookin', " yo what' s cookin?" | |
" nothin' from around here | |
So don' t approach or hope | |
To be the man of the year" | |
I said listen deer or rabbit or whatever the hell you be | |
I' m not the one to embarrass | |
But the one to emcee | |
I traveled the world q uarters on my relationships | |
Used and abused by hoes | |
So my royalty stubs | |
But above all | |
I brought my daughter into this earth | |
So i understand the need | |
Of women feeling of worth | |
She glanced deep in my eyes | |
And said " oh shit, you' re ill | |
I like the way your mind | |
Moves around at will | |
Still, let me apologize for soundin so sassy | |
But you niggas act as if my ass | |
Has a sign that says harass me" | |
Her name was gail from the union of dale | |
I made her remove the shades | |
So her eyes could tell me the plan | |
Yo where' s your man? | |
" oh that nigga' s past tense, | |
Painted bruises on my face | |
Haven' t seen him ever since" | |
Gave a pinch to my bottom | |
And started rubbing my back | |
She said " i bet your ass is darker | |
Than a mobb deep track" | |
Only one way to know it, | |
And i was down to show it | |
So we jetted back to my crib to set it | |
She made it known | |
" i' ve owned thoughts of you | |
Since that song ' meenymeeny' | |
Can' t believe you' re about | |
To be all up in between me" | |
Man, the flag was lowered | |
So my wood was raised | |
Followed a shielding of my building | |
To protect me from the blaze | |
This granted access to | |
Southern parts of her borders | |
Did you have her comin'? | |
Like the new world order | |
I caught her with the right combination | |
A good combination | |
Keepin' it in her hard, man | |
You betta listen | |
listen all you fellas, here' s what good love is | |
listen all you fellas, the kind she understands | |
listen all you fellas, then you won' t have to worry no no more | |
listen all you fellas, you betta listen you betta listen |