But I'ma take her back hoping that the shit stop
Told her if she got an image and a gimmick
Now black music is black music and it's all good
About my people, she was teaching me
And you could tell by how her titties hung
And just cool out, cool out and listen to her
Now I see her in commercials, she's universal
Yes, yes, y'all and you don't stop
Yes, yes, y'all and you don't stop
Eventually if it was meant to be, then it would be
But I respected her, she hit me in the heart
Yes, yes, y'all and you don't stop
Did a couple of videos and became Afrocentric
She said that the 'Pro-black' was going out of style
She used to only swing it with the inner-city circle
1, 2, Common Sense is gonna drop
Not about the money, no studs was mic checking her
Slim was fresh, yo, when she was underground
And she did stud, she got big pub but what was foul
She said, Afrocentricity was of the past
She was old school, when I was just a shorty
1, 2, Common Sense is gonna drop
And she was fun then, I'd be geeked when she'd come around
And I'm a man of expanding, so why should I stand in her way
And on some dumb shit, when she comes to the city
Original, pure untampered and down sister
She didn't have a body but she started getting thick quick
Stressing how hardcore and real she is
Sitting on a bone, wishing that I could do her
1, 2, y'all and you don't stop
I did her, not just to say that I did it
'Cause around the same time, I went away to school
Yes, yes, y'all and you don't stop
Boy, I tell ya, I miss her
She probably get her money in L.A.
But once the man got you, well, he altered her native
Now periodically, I would see
And what I loved most, she had so much soul
Pull out a chair for her, turn on the air for her
Talking about popping glocks, serving rocks and hitting switches
I wasn't salty, she was with the boys in the hood
That she's just not the same, letting all these groupies do her
She dug my rap, that's how we got close
But she was there for me and I was there for her
Because we related, physically and mentally
I thought it was dope how she was on that freestyle shit
She was on that tip about stopping the violence
So she got into R an' B, hip house, bass and jazz
Now she's a gangsta rolling with gangsta bitches
I met this girl, when I was ten years old
'Cause that was good for her, she was becoming well rounded
Ol' girl at the clubs and at the house parties
Yes, yes, y'all and you don't stop
But then she broke to the West coast and that was cool
By not preaching to me but speaking to me
In a method that was leisurely, so easily I approached
1, 2, y'all and you don't stop
That she could make money and she did it like a dummy
Out goes the weave, in goes the braids, beads, medallions
I see niggaz slamming her and taking her to the sewer
I might've failed to mention that this chick was creative
1, 2, Common Sense is gonna drop
But I'm committed but so many niggaz hit it
She was really the realest, before she got into showbiz
Always smoking blunts and getting drunk
Now she be in the 'burbs licking rock and dressing hip
On the regular, not a church girl, she was secular
Never knew throughout my life she would be there for me
A few New York niggaz had did her in the park
Telling me sad stories, now she only fucks with the funk
Just having fun, not worried about anyone
