Butter

Until I met my match - her name was Flo
But deep down in my heart I knew that Flo was good to go
Swingin' with my main man Lucky behind my back
Well here comes Flo, with the crazy whip appeal
If I wanted someone like you I woulda swung with Jamie Summers
Cause when it came to honeys I would go on a stroll
These girls don't know me from jack, yet I feel like the Mack
Loungin with the Tipster, Coolin with Sha
Fly girl gettin but never was I sweatin
Yeah - I messed around with the one called Flo
Now tell me what's the reason, for dyin' your hair
I remember when
You didn't want me then, so hon, don't want me now
Allofasudden "We love you Phife" - ease of ho, my name's Malik
If you can't achieve it, then why not try and weave it
I asked who did your hair and you tell me "Diane made it"
Tryin' hard to look fly, but yo, you're lookin' dumber
If you were you and just you, talk to you, maybe
If you can't extend it then you might as well suspend it
Butter, like butter baby Butter, like butter baby
Yesterday your eyes were brown but today they are blue
But now it seems, I met my match
You get an E for effort, and T for nice try
But since it was bought, I had to dismiss ya
Was a stone cold lover, you couldn't tell me jack
Used ta love 'em, leave 'em, skeeze 'em, tease 'em

Your whole appearance is a lie and it could never be true
Not someone who's mind is blank and tryin' to juice me for my bank
Here, Here - take the towel, wipe off your brow
Slum village gold still danglin in your ear
My whole attitude was new day, next hon
Is this really love, then again, how would I know
Phife this, Phife that, where you goin', where you at
All the troopers round the way used to call her a ho
And believe it or not, they all got done
I was the b-ball playin fly rhyme sayin
You wanna be treated right, see Father MC
Tina, Stacy, Julie, Tracy
Word life, I can't front - thought I was all that
Not no Parkay, not no margarine
Cause I got the crazy game and yo, I'm smooth like butter
You looked in the mirror, didn't know what to do
Or check Ralph Tresvant, for sensitivity
And take the Ccontact out your eye, you're far from lookin' fly
But I can't stand, no bionic lady
You barely have a neck but still sportin' a rope
Find 'em, lose 'em - also abuse 'em
Cause I thought it was me - like Bell Biv Devoe
Four-finger ring just so Phifer can scope
I feel like Heavy D I need somebody for me
I had Tonya, Tamika, Sharon, Karen
And if you really loved yourself then you would try and be you
She finally played me, but yo, I'd find another

Settlin' down with one girl, wasn't tryin' to hear that
After all this time tryin' to be a superhoe
See I am not the one, I got more game than Parker Brothers
Strickly butter baby, strictly butter
Girls were goodie two shoes, but now they turned to freaks
Scopin out the honeys - they know who they are
If your hair and eyes were real, I wouldn't have dissed ya
If you can't braid it, best thing to do is fade it
What type of crap is that - yo, hows about a smack?
But little did I know that she was playin' with my mind
The only thing I learned is, good girls are hard to find
And I'm all true man, like Alexander O'Neal