Da Art of Storytellin' (Pt. 1)

Yeah

Somebody hit me the other day for a rendezvous

Was it the bitch that fucked the Goodie and the Dungeon Crew?

Let's say her name was Suzy Skrew 'cause she screwed a lot

Making a nigga hit that chonk at legitimate spots

Not no parks, backseats, or things of that nature

Had to hate you, playa

I'm dicking the ho down, never said I paid her

Straight laid her, slayed the bitch like Darth Vader, made her

From College Park and Fayette all the way down to Decatur

Like Jada, her wig was sharp and sporty, that was shawty

Safe as a snake on eggs in a Bimmer 840

It's foggy, I went to the crib to call her but she lost me

My baby mama beeped me, seven o'clock, it's gonna cost me

But I still wanna cut her, though, maybe she had to work?

I caught her in the mall, wearing a real tight skirt

She was fine as fuck; I wanted to sex the ho up

She said, "Let's hit the parking lot so I can sick your duck"

I said, "Cool, I really wanted to cut you but this'll do

I gotta pick up my daughter, plus my baby mama beeped me, too"

She said she understood and everything was kosher

I gave her a Lil' Wil CD and a fuckin' poster

It's like that, now

It's like that, now

You better go on and get the hump up out your back now (ah)

It's about four or five cats off in my 'Lac now (pssh)

We just shoot game in the form of story raps now (yeah)

It's like that now, it's like that now

Now Suzy Skrew had a partner named Sasha (Sasha) Thumper (Thumper)

I remember her number like the summer

When her and Suzy, yeah, they threw a slumber

Party, but you can not call it that 'cause it was slummer

Well, it was more like spend the night

Three in the morning, yawning, dancing under street lights

We chilling like a villain, and a nigga feeling right

In the middle of the ghetto on the curb, but in spite of all the bullshit

We on our back staring at the stars above (oh, man)

Talking 'bout what we gonna be when we grow up (mm)

I said, "What you wanna be?" She said, "Alive"

It made me think for a minute, then looked in her eyes

I coulda died, time went on, I got grown

Rhyme got strong, mind got blown

I came back home to find lil' Sasha was gone

Her mama said she with a nigga that be treating her wrong (Man)

I kept on singing my song and hoping at a show

That I would one day see her standing in the front row

But two weeks later, she got found in the back of a school

With a needle in her arm, baby two months due

Sasha Thumper

It's like that now

You better go on and get the hump up out your back now (ah)

It's about four or five cats off in my 'Lac now (pssh)

We just shoot game in the form of story raps now (yeah)

It's like that now, it's like that now

It's like that now

You better go on and get the hump up out your back now (ah)

It's about four or five cats off in my 'Lac now (pssh)

We just shoot game in the form of story raps now (yeah)

It's like that now, it's like that now