Baby (Game Theory 2006)

Текст песни The Roots, John John - Baby (Game Theory 2006)

Go ahead, nigga
Nigga
Slow down when you're in them corners
Fuck around and spill this 'gnac on my two hundred dollar suit
(Stop being a backseat driver, man)
Uh, aw, nah, man (Turn the—)

Yo' ma' don't like to jitterbug, said this unholy music
Hip-hop just so ridiculous, everything sound so confusin'
Nowadays ain't nothin' like it was, one thing that's sure to blues is
This system so mysterious, can't let that stop the movement
Can't get no satisfaction, they all laughin', glad it's happenin'
All ringside for the main attraction
Actin' a fool with a lust for action
Young girl caught in a crime of passion
Sittin' there cryin' in designer fashion
Done grown, didn't have time for askin'
Somebody call for the ambulances, girl

Baby (Baby, baby, baby)
Baby, let me live
Please, girl, let me slide
Baby (Baby, baby, baby)
Baby, if you let me go
I swear I'll change, just change your mind

Yo' man don't like to jitterbug, said this ol' dirty music
Hip-hop just so ridiculous, them stories too confusin'
Nowadays he ain't lovin' you like it was
And you ain't there just for usin'
Could've swore that was him with another girl
And they wasn't out just for cruisin'
Can't get no satisfaction
He out late nights, probably smashin'
Leavin' a trail like trolley tracks
Or the train on the ground, Downtown Manhattan
Everybody seen him runnin' 'round and you bound to catch him
The condoms you found and asked him was all this just for practice
He didn't realize what he had, now your heart got fractured, girl

Baby (Baby, baby, baby)
Baby, let me live
Please, girl, let me slide
Baby (Baby, baby, baby)
Baby, if you let me go
I swear I'll change, just change your mind

Baby, baby, baby
Baby, baby, baby