( * original lyrics by Ice Cube * )
Drop a old school beat
Ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha
Plow!
[ VERSE 1 ]
Now the taste of Crystal is fillin up my bladder
What`s the time on the rolie? It don`t matter
Had a pocket full of phone numbers I was tryin to sort
To make a long story short:
Ran into this girl named Sally
Knew her from the backseat of my homeboy`s Navi
She said what`s up, yeah, what`s the deal?
Check the nappy weave, of course it ain`t real
Then I looked down, she was fat in the front
I asked how long, she said, About 6 months
Oh, how time flies when you`re havin fun
She said, Yeah, but the damage is done
Where you been? On a little vacation
Oh, by the way, congratulations
Who`s the lucky man? She said, I got him on file
Then she said, It`s Spice 1, and smiled
I dropped my stout, then everything went blank
Had a baby by you, the neighborhood skank?
She said, Yeah, don`t you remember that day?
I thought back and tried to calculate
Then I said, Damn, are you sure it`s mine?
My homies did the Soultrain on ya plenty of times
She said, That day, nah, I was whorin
And your ass is mine, that`s when the sweat started pourin
Cause all I seen was Spice 1 up in court
Paying a gang on child support
Then I thought deep about givin up the fetti
What I need to do is kick the bitch in the belly
Nah, cause then I`d really be faded
That`s murder one, cause it was premeditated
What should I do? Kidnap the bitch and flee?
How many months left? Damn, only 3
I`m gettin faded
Goddamn, what the fuck I done got myself into?
This shit is dense
Damn, I`m gettin faded
Muthafuckas tryin to take my driver`s license and shit
Bitch, you can`t fade me
This bitch got a grip on my muthafuckin nuts, mayn
Damn, I`m gettin faded
But you know?
I ain`t finna go out
[ VERSE 2 ]
It`s crazy, because before I could sleep with her
I had to duck and dodge to try to creep with her
See, the booty in the front was all in place
But the girl had a pitbull face
So I ran, jumped, drove, swam, crawled, hid
Oh Lord, God forbid
The homies see me at the hotel
Cause I know they would love to just go tell
Everybody in the hood that knows you`re nasty
Elbows and knees and feet was hella ashy
So hold the big fat butt steady
Cause yo, bitch, I got the three rubbers ready
She started gruntin and squeelin like a wild bore
I hit the ass from Cali to Singapore
I dropped her off, man, and now I`m knowin
That I`ma hate myself in the mornin
I got drunk to help me forget
Damn, another day, another hit
Shit, I`m gettin faded
No cigars, nigga
Damn, you can`t fade me
You better fire up a muthafuckin blunt and get some Hen-dog
[ VERSE 3 ]
9 months later she`s ready to drop the load
And all the partners in the hood already know
That it`s `posed to be mine, and they laughin at me
You know Spice 1 can`t be havin that, gee
Thinkin to myself: why did I bang her?
Now I`m in the closet lookin for the hanger
Kaos, Vic Rock and [Name] won`t let up
They won`t shut up, I`m gettin fed up
Cause I know, you`re tryin to break me
And if I find out you`re tryin to fade me
I`ma clock yo ass with my shoe
Beat you down and leave a crown or two
That night she went into labor
And the shit is gettin kinda major
The baby came out, damn, it was a lifesaver
Lookin like my next-door neighbor
She said it was mine, that was her best guess
But let`s check the results of the blood test
I started smilin, yeah, cause it read `negative`
Damn, why did I let her live?
After that I shoula got the gat
And bust and rushed and illed and peeled the cap
But no, I just told the hoe who laid me
Excuse me, bitch, it`s a switch, you can`t fade me
Nah, bitch, it ain`t even finna go down like that
A nigga like me ain`t finna go for the okey-doke
The bitch out here thinkin she get a muthafucka for his cash and shit
Playin a muthafucka for some type of bitch-ass nigga
But you know what?
Before I go for the okey-doke, hoe
I`ma let the pistol smoke
And that`s real
The bitch tryin to fade me
