I'd like to dedicate this to all the Creator's righteous children I have some food in my bag for you Not the edible food, the food you eat, no I have
Who gave you permission to rearrange me? Certainly not me Who told you that it was alright to love me? Certainly, certainly not me I was not looking
This world is so dramatic I can't believe That we're still livin' Oh, in this crazy, crazy world That I'm still livin' With all the problems of the
Excuses us, ladies and gentlemen, one, two You need to pick your afro, daddy Because it's flat on one side You need to pick your afro, daddy Because
Daa, ree, daa, daa, daa, daa, daa, dee Daa, ree, daa, daa, daa, daa, daa, dee Daa, ree, daa, daa, daa, daa, daa, dee Yoo, eee, yoo, eee, yoo Daa, ree,
just so happen to be tough with a capital T Ain't no weak ass trick MC keep up rough wit me Hard on the mic, silly smooth with rhyme You can read about Badu
on my own Summer came around and the flowers bloomed He became the sun I became the moon Precious gifts that we both received Or could this be make believe Oh yeah Badu
{Beggin' (Ooh)} Digi digi Rim shot, hey, come on Rim shot, hey Digi, digi Rim shot, hey, come on (I want my rim shot) Rim shot, hey Digi, digi A rim
Sometimes I don't love you anymore Sometimes I'm in love with you Sometimes I think that I'm going mad Sometimes I do well Meanwhile you been runnin'
Yea, yo Yea, yo Yea, yo Yea, yo Well, I came to the show I was picked to flow (Sometimes) Now I wanna know if you wanna go To the studio bust a rhyme
Now what am I supposed to do When I want you in my world? But how can I want you for myself When I'm already someone's girl?
Buzilla baby Catch a four leaf clover Maybe we'll get over Try and love might come your way Here I am, on a cloud If you want me take the chance try
: I'd like to dedicate this to all the children I have some food in my bag for you Not the edible food, the food you eat, no Perhaps some food for thought
: Ye yo ye yo ye yo ye yo Sometimes... I don't love you anymore I'm in love with you I think that I'm going mad I do well Meanwhile... You been runnin
: whatcha gonna do when they come for you work ain't honest but it pays the bills what we gonna do when they come for you gave me the life that I came
: who gave u permission to rearrange me certainly not me who told you that it was alright to love me certainly not me I was not looking for no love
