Brothas and sistas,
Brothas and sistas
I dont know what this world is coming to
(Jay-Z)
Whats up Missy , Timbo
Yes,One fo the brothas, I came from the guttas
no, I came from my momma but you know what I mean
Hova is here to stay like a permanet crease in your jeans
Me and Missy be tha new tag team Hoop there it is
We like Ray and Ghost. H.E and Showbiz
We Public Enemy numba one
Our oozi ways a ton this is a house run
(Missy)
What happend to those good old days
when hip-hop was so much fun ooooo
The best part is in the summa yall
And no one could do what I done
Chorus
"Go back in the day
British nikes and gold chains
Do the prep and cabbage patch
And wear your laces all fat
Back in the day
Hip hop has changed."
(Missy)
Remeber when we use to battle
On the block before the lights came on (oh)
Mamma said we would be straight "A" kids
If we did our homework like we knew those songs(knew those songs)
Salt-N-Peppa, Rakim, and DE the MC and Heavy D. (yes)
Daddy Cane, Slick Rick to MC Lite opened doors for you and me.
(chours)
Go back in the day
British nikes and gold chains
Do the prep and cabbage patch
And wear your laces all fat
Back in the day,
Hip hop has changed
(Jay-Z)
Yo, Jay freezy lets do it again nigga
Rough like it ought to be
From day KRS-one all the way up to 19 naughty 3
To MOP we cold as ice
Nigga we rockin' from the DRE day to the Shuggnights
So fuck Chuck Phillips and Bill O'Rally
If they try to stop hip hop we all gonna rally nigga
Post Biggie and Pac I gotta hold down the city
Make a nigga want to holla like missy
But fuck it just let a nigga MC
The best rapper alive unquestionably
If you rif on your EP you gonna need a MD
So you gots to chill cause I kill at will
Like solid water, dude yall niggas don't get it
Kill at will, so"I'm not a one girl's guy... [real talk for ya, peep game]
aint they know it, when it comes to love, I don't lie [we don't lie man]
and the girls respect me for it [you gotta respect that]
ain't gonna say my nose can't be open [I may never say never]
right now it's just too many fine ladies out there to choose one from"
[too many ladies, ha]
HOOK: I love girls, girls, girls, girls, girls I do adore
Yo put your number on this paper cuz I would love to date ya
Holla at ya when I come off tour
[Verse 1]
Whoo! Who you lovin, who you wanna be huggin, heh
who you wit, who you wanna be fuckin
got this smarty art chick to whom I pose this question
I read a couple books to add to her soul's progression
to put this in laymen's term, I gave her some knowledge
she gave me, brains in return, she had to drop out of college
knowin she does this homework, I give her in house tutoring
in and out I'm movin through her student body union and
she, call me professor, say daddy come and test her
so she could fail on purpose and repeat the semester
I'm like, at this rate ma you never graduate
she said, I aint no fool I make it up in summer school
HOOK:
I love girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, I do adore
Yo put your number on this paper cuz I would love to date ya
Holla at ya when I come off tour
Now let the people sing
I'm tryin girls out, [just tryin girls out] just tryin girls out
Yo put your number on this paper cuz I would love to date ya
Holla at ya when I come off tour
[Verse 2]
Heh, who you lovin, who you wanna be fuckin
who said what, why you trippin girl, why's you fussin?
got this model slash actress slash part time waitress
spend a whole day she hangin round with part time haters
all they do is diss dirt and put a up on my latest
itinerary, but since I tend to vary see
I tend to carry, more rumors than ten Mariah Careys
tend to hurries in