Change Clothes
(专辑: The Black Album - 2003)
Woo! Uh, uh, bounce is back Uh, uh-uh uh uh, geyeah, uh, your boy is back (Sexy, sexy) I
know y'all missed the
bounce You need to bounce for the
sexy, y'know? Hah, haha, uh, let's get it in Yeah ma, your dude is back, the
Maybach Coupe is back Tell the
whole world the
truth is back You ain't gotta argue about who can rap 'Cause the
proof is back, just go through my raps (New York, New York!) Yeah, where my troopers at? Where my hustlers, where my boosters at? I
don't care what you do for stacks I
know the
world glued your back to the
wall You gotta brawl, do that I
been through that, been shot at, shoot back Gotta keep a
peace like a
Buddhist I
ain't a
New Jack; nobody gon' Wesley-Snipe me It's less than likely, move back Let I
breathe, Jedi Knight The
more space I
get the
better I
write Oh, never I
write, but if, ever I
write I
need the
space to say whatever I
like, now just Change clothes, and go You know I
stay fresh to death, a
boy from the
projects And I'ma take you to the
top of the
globe, so let's go So let's exchange numbers and go And girl I
promise you, no substitutes It's just me And I
ain't gon' tell you again, let's get ghost in the
Phantom You can bring your friend, we can make this a
tandem Or you can come by yourself if you can stand him Best believe, I
sweat out weaves Give Afro Puffs like R.A.G.E Aw you get if could move it Back it on up like a
U-Haul truck Then run and tell them ducks you heard Hovi new shit He and the
boy Phar-real make beautiful music He is to the
East coast what Snoop is To the
West Coast, what 'Face is to Houston Young Hov' in the
house is so necessary No bra with that blouse, that's so necessary No panties and jeans, that's so necessary Now why you fronting on me, is that necessary? Do I, to you, look like a
lame Who don't understand a
broad with a
mean shoe game Who's up on dot dot dot and Vera Wang Ma are you insane? Let's just (What you want me to do?) Change clothes, and go You know I
stay fresh to death, a
boy from the
projects And I'ma take you to the
top of the
globe, so let's go So let's exchange numbers and go And girl I
promise you, no substitutes It's just me Ha ha! Sexy sexy, ha ha! Sexy sexy (It's so necessary ma) Ha ha! Sexy sexy (Woo, that's right, it's a
groove) Ha ha! Sexy sexy (Uh, uh, it's a
groove, uh, bring it back) Ha ha! Young Hov' in the
house is so necessary No bra with that blouse, that's so necessary No panties and jeans, that's so necessary Why you fronting on me? Let's go to my hotel, cause this don't go well With those S. Dots, gotta stay fresh ma Ma, I
don't shop where the
rest buy Ho no ma, please respect my Jiggy this is probably Purple Label Or that BBC shit or it's probably tailored And y'all niggas acting way too tough Throw on a
suit, get it tapered up, and let's just: Change clothes, and go You know I
stay fresh to death, a
boy from the
projects And I'ma take you to the
top of the
globe, so let's go So let's exchange numbers and go And girl I
promise you, no substitutes It's just me Ha ha! Sexy sexy (Uh, uh, WOO, sing along) Ha ha! Sexy sexy (yeah, uh turn your radio up) Ha ha! Sexy sexy (woo, put your hands in the
air if you in the
club) Ha ha! Sexy sexy (snap your fingers now, uh, woo!) Ha ha! (Your boy is back, uh-huh, uh, uh) (The bounce is back, uh, uh woo!) (Uh, Young is back, hahahaha – peace!)