[Verse 1: Common]
So special coming straight from Dallas
Com' Sense telling you yo, this like a palace for G.O.O.D. Music
You know how we do it, hood music
Y'all could use it, can't nobody out-refuse it
I could let you know that the shit don't stop
I ain't Lil Wayne but I got a lollipop
I could tell you baby, yo this shit don't stop
I ain't Lil Wayne but I'll fuck a lady cop
If I have to, standing on stage, let you know coming at you
With my brother Ye, we do it every day, on a Saturday
Marching like the saints yo, on the latter day
Yo, I'm coming this way, y'all
Yo, it's like never fear
Yo, I told you I'mma keep Austin weird
Y'all can hear, we gon' keep it so live
Your brother Com' Sense, yo, from the South Side
With Erykah Badu and Kanye West
Yo, you know wе coming here so fresh
And I could lеt you know, yo, I ain't heartless
But I could tell you, I had to just spark this, like uh
At the jump
[Bridge: Erykah Badu]
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Wee-ooh-wee-ooh-wee
Wee-ooh-wa
Wu-wu-wu-wu-uh
[Verse 2: Erykah Badu & Kanye West]
A-P-P-L-E-S
Potpourri smelliest
Erya, I am tomorrow, Badu is never stressed
Pick your phone up
Call Tyrone up
Tell 'em T-minus ten, I'm blowing the zone up
I'm hot like pussy in the sun's corona
Mama's gun's back, cheering out, they grown up
Floating on Lily pads, hum-dili-lily-lad
Bitches can get it, but I ain't stuntin' they silly ass
Freak freak the freak the funk phone
To separate the good stuff from the junk
And then I bring bang the bong the frunk girl
My name is Apples and I rock your world
Worldwide do your math (Rock your world)
30, 26, 36 and a half
I hope that you will realize
I got the hazel eye to make it nature ride
Step from the back, I step to the front
I come alive y'all, I give you what you want (What you want)
The rhymes I got plenty, degrees 120, and if you want some then jump the fuck in it
[Verse 3: Kanye West & Erykah Badu]
Ay, ay, jump the fuck in it (Wee-ooh-wee-ooh-wee)
Jump the fuck in it (Wee-ooh-wee-ooh-wee)
Jum-jump the fuck in it (Wee-ooh-wee-ooh-wee)
Uh, they talking 'bout how your boy's clothes extra tight
I just remember that my limelight extra bright
I hit the strip club, girls get extra hype
You hit the strip club, girls turn extra dyke
Everything you said is dead, coffin
Like the weed, coughing, new crib, loft in
Where it's at, Austin, where's that, Texas
To the crib, Lexus, to the crib, West's
Who's Maybach is that, Mr. West's
Throw your hands up if G.O.O.D Music is the freshest
Throw your hands up if G.O.O.D Music is the freshest
The Common and Erykah Badu just blessed it
Don't test it
[Outro: Common]
Yo, just blessed it, we just blessed it
Peace starts now
G.O.O.D Music
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