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| The Roots Miscellaneous You Ain't Fly You ain't fly You ain't fly You ain't fly so go 'head, witcha self (repeat 4X) [BlackThought] I'm just playin the wall, I'm just playin the wall Coolin with my niggaz on the right, hold tight Late Friday night strobelight shine bright blind Coolin at this party with the sugars on my mind It's the sex patrol, the sex patrol Yeah the young sis was stacked wicked, wanted me to kick it Said I never dance, made advance outside Took a glance to expect, Shorty was correct so it seemed, her name Shavon, age seventeen I flipped when I seen her eyes, bloodshot green She said she wanted riches and a nigga with cash Lex Land' or a Path', didn't know the half I react to flip the script and get ill My man Malik B kept telling me to relax Diggin how you're livin on some unreal high as I realize -- you're not that fly You ain't fly You ain't fly You ain't fly so go 'head, witcha self (repeat 4X) [Malik B] Dig it, you see sisters is thinkin that I snooze She must don't know, I have a sister confused Thinkin that she's pretty and saditty when I spill She said, "I might, I think I can, alright I will." Tossed up was the digits cause the game is like splendor I said, "Sabrina yea, I met you way back in December; you remember." She said, "I guess." Substitute to Santa, she was sittin on the desk And then she said, "You never called me; Mailk you never tried to press. You never tried to push the seven buttons and address." I said, "Hold up sis -- you're out of order, man you lost it. My name ain't Jake; Malik's no Flake that's Frosted." Tryin to cause a scene Sabrina's rest is self-redeemed She thought she was cute, but never made it on my team I should beam up, about-face fall out And don'tcha even dare to ask why -- because you're not that fly You ain't fly You ain't fly You ain't fly so go 'head, witcha self (repeat 4X) [?uestlove] Mmmmmm strollin in my Pumas down the avenue Not tokin on a J, not sippin on a brew Saw a soul sister on the streets of five-two "MMM, my name's Question, ummmm, who are you?" She didn't respond, she didn't respond ???*MUFFLED VOICE*??? -- Continue on Thought to myself, should of said a little louder Bet hurry up before she gets lost in the crowd of "Excuse me Miss, excuse me miss" "No, I'm not havin it!" I just got dissed I didn't get mad, was calm and collect I didn't call her bitch, I didn't break her neck Start to wonder why the brothers disrespect the cutie It's a place of 180's and the high-priced floozie As she walked away, man I couldn't deny Started lying to myself, man she wasn't that fly You ain't fly You ain't fly You ain't fly so go 'head, witcha self (repeat 4X) [BlackThought] Black, butter umm... that's what I be Had to tell a girl to set her mind free Use the Third Eye possibly you will see what you get, with material objects Wanna be the envy of the whole projects gettin loot Pretty in your cute limited Express suit Baby I can see everything you wanna be See you're gamin as a key to escape poverty Known to be shown around, sport about her niggaz Thinkin you a woman cause your ass got bigger Kickin it to me as if I don't know the time But I'm the BlackThought, I'm all up in your mind I figure you the kind to say, "Give me a call" but then switch to act strange, countin on my change Pay to the order of who??? Not you Why? You're not THAT fly You ain't fly You ain't fly You ain't fly so go 'head, witcha self (repeat 8X) |
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