High Post Brotha

[Verse 1: Jill Scott]

Everybody wants the hero, who just wants the man?

Who fights with his devils and does the best he can

Everybody wants a playa, I just wanna be friends

Every, everybody wants a superstar

Who got cars and ice, walks into the ghetto get pussy bar

Makes all the girls look think twice

Yeah, sista he got money and thangs but is he nice for you

[Chorus]

He's a high post brotha with money in his pocket

He got everything a girl could want, think maybe he don't

High post brotha with money in his pocket

He got everything a girl could want, think maybe he don't

[Verse 2: Jill Scott]

Some sistas want the balla

But mentally can he really play ball

Dumbfounded by out the ghetto conversations

His mentality's oh, so so small

Get the cream, get the hoes

Get the cars, he wants to go far

But how far is too far

[Verse 3: Common - rapping]

Come here love, chicka love, let me holla at you

'Cause what you got is worth more than a dollar or two

Soil another nigga's game usually I wouldn't do

But you my girl and I can tell that its bothering you

This mother (uh) must think that he a father to you

You got vision but boys blockin' the view

I know he payin' yo tuition

Payin' to get the car fixin'

He got juice or is he pulp fiction

Heard he be strip clubs

Trickin' 'dubs like he got big pub

Is it his image or him that you in love with

You on some shit but you was never superficial (I ain't superficial)

When rent's due is trip what a chick do

You don't like his mind the way he looks

And you said that his breath stinks

But all of that added up

Doesn't equal a fresh mink

Let's think who you are

You the moon baby so fuck the superstar

[Chorus]

'Cause he's a high post brotha, money in his pocket

He got everything a girl could want, I think maybe he don't

High post brotha, money in his pocket

He got everything a girl could want, I think maybe he don't

Maybe he don't

I think maybe he don't

Maybe he don't

I think maybe he don't

I think maybe he don't (2x)

I think maybe he don't

I think maybe he don't

I think maybe he don't

Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't

[Jill Scott scatting]

I think maybe he don't

I think maybe he don't