Mr. DJ - Jazzy Belle lyrics

[Verse 1: Andre 3000] 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 yelling crickets and crows b**hes and hoes 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 Talking like that man f** them n***as I'm going off And coming right back like boomerangs when you throw em With these old ghetto poems Thinking it's better for em When they can let they thumb down from hitch hiking Inviting n***as into the temple they call the body Now everybody got it, had it, talked about it amongst they friends Coming around my crew looking Jazzy, wanna pretend Like you Ms. Goody Four-Shoes Even Bo knew that you got poked Like acupuncture patients While our nation is a boat, straight sinking I hate thinking that these the future mommas of our chill'un They f**ing a different n***a every time They get the feeling to I'm willing to go the extra kilo-meter Just to see my señorita 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 [Verse 2: Big Boi] See what if you was a playa, real playa not no flaw Having the very best of life lots of steak and Perignon Smoking an ounce of weed and every single day was personal FreakNik Freaking these hoes in Polo clothes, life as you conceived it But your conception, deception, looking into your eyes I see You weapon and it's depressing They're digging up in your thighs Leaving deposits keep your closets open knocking your boots and drawers Hoping to get you sprung like bail-bonds Steadily calling me Antwan Cause you thinking that you my lady b**h don't play me cause you're janky I wanted to hit that a** but me and the Goodie we got danky So thank thee, for running that Southerplayalistic game You was the only one to blame A n***a don't even know your name It's a shame, you cracking em up and f**ing a n***a like 2Pac up I'm leaving these foes to be the flowers and wake don't get me see I gotta be feeding my daughter Teach her to be that Natural Woman Cause you'll be Waiting to Exhale while you other hoes be Dumb and Dumber, yeah you know what I'm saying [Verse 3: Andre 3000] See me and ol' girl, in the black on black 'Llac no star Windows are tinted so that no one knows who us are Talk bad about her n***a guaranteed to snap like bra Strap, sticking together like grandma and grandpa-pa In this dog-eat-dog world Kitty cats be scratching 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 liking in high school Now they dykeing [Big Boi] Having no mercy for the disrespect-ful ones, some Be hanging around the crew looking for funds, dumb Deaf and fine, they be asking me all about mine How she doing how she be I know she's sipping that wine Behind my back they squawk like vultures Off and On like Trends of Cultures baby Hey he, faking it like these sculptured nails But they can go to hell and lay with Lucifer Cause they burning anyway, Big Boi user and abuser