Fancy Clown

[Intro: Z.Z. Hill, Walasia Shabazz & Viktor Vaughn]

I hear you in the background

Whenever I phone

Tellin' your brother

To say you're gone

("Hello")

Put your sister on the phone

"You've been trippin' around, uptown"

Yo, it's Viktor

"Wooin' some fancy clown"

[Verse 1: Viktor Vaughn]

I knew you was ****ing around

Playing all innocent and ho'ing since the foundation

Don't make me have to pound his tin crown face in

And risk being jammed up like traffic, inbound from space and

There's been a place for you in my heart since we first met

A teenage love that didn't feel no hurt yet

My boys warned me you was poison like BBD first cassette

And still I put my chips on the worse bet

Gave up the skirt, now I gotta hear it from the street

How dare you drag my name in the dirt and cheat

You could've broke it off, ended it and dipped

And if you spoke us off, we could've still preserved the friendship

Now you apologize, that's what they all say

You wasn't sorry when you sucked him off in the hallway

But have it your way, raw— no foreplay

That's you if you want a dude who wear a mask all day

And just to think, I used to be proud of you

And you had some real good power

[Chorus: Z.Z. Hill & Walasia Shabazz]

"You've been trippin' around, uptown"

No, it wasn't— it wasn't nothing like that

Well, my brother, he didn't tell me you had called

"Wooin' some fancy clown"

I wasn't at home

[Verse 2: Viktor Vaughn]

Probably kissed me later that evening, I should be hurling

Matter fact, gimme back my bracelet and my Shearling

I rather waste it or give it to your girlfriend

She did let me stab it last week while you was workin'

Remember, our vacation out to Maryland?

I duked the maid Carolyn, she made me throw the towel in

Like all foul men, the time I hit your moms off

I told her knock it off, but she had to set the rocket off

Ain't enough room in this ****ing town

When you see tin head, tell him "be ducking down"

I'm not rompin' around, he better be

Ready and prepared to be stomped in the ground

[Outro: sample & Phillip Procter]

"Well, I thought it was big as my [?]"

"And now, subscriber, we've got to punch you up

So, please stand by"

[Produced by Madlib]