Lyrics:
Yea, so we got this tune called "for women" right
Originally, it was by nina simone
She said it was inspired by, you know
Down south, in the south,
we gone let him hang
Niggas spreading lies
Like it's big facts
I don't got no time
For no chit chat
I don't pillow talk
Better dead that
I been in ya
alive for me
And my young black queens, don't quit now (yeah)
You're the only ones that got us
I could never let my sis down
You been too strong,
say that we grown
You know in your soul, that song in your heart make it sing like a Nina Simone
If we drunk off of love or drunk in the club, you'll
think he will though
He ain't got the will to, 'cos that snow is whiter than the winter
He said our time is coming, wait on it
This time, I just don't
don't mean a thing, if you ain't got that swing
Piano
It don't mean a thing, all you gotta do is sing
Piano
Makes no difference if it's sweet or hot
Piano
to live, then I live it
If I got a task to accomplish, I bring it
No matter the outcome, just know that I finish slow-mo
Nothing get past me, I know all
Part
skills
That's a gift, it's real
Get ill, what you spit
Got the power to uplift a hill
I wish I could talk to Lauryn
I mean, excuse me Ms. Hill,
It don't mean a thing if it ain't got that swing
(Doo wah, doo wah, doo wah, doo wah)
(Doo wah, doo wah, doo wah, doo wah)
It don't mean a thing
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
from way back
My name is Too $hort baby, I don't play that jack
I'm from the Dangerous Crew, and I know it's true
The only thing you'll say about
It don't mean a thing
If it ain't got that swing
Doo-wah, doo-wah, doo-wah, doo-wah
Doo-wah, doo-wah, doo-wah, doo-wah
No it don't mean a thing
All
trail
If I talk to people like they stupid as hell
do that mean god gone make my people stupid as hell
do that mean god gone make my kids be stupid
something else that makes the tune complete
It don't mean a thing, if it ain't got that swing
It don't mean a thing, all you got to do is sing
It makes
The bell is buzzing loud got the Family repeating this shit
(Repeating this shit)
Swing by come taste this (Come taste this)
I'm sure it's gon' revive your
And ironically, when you do it that way
More people end up saved
I paved my way by scrapin' it
You ain't never seen a nigga
Like me, if you did
I guarantee they was
Everywhere
It was tumbling down
Everybody was crying
- Thank you.
Yeah, everything up here, please. And a bit more monitor if you got it. Ah?
through
If you don't know what transparent means, let me enlighten you
If it's transparent, that means that it lets the light through
So I should smack this
a mean strut
Throwin' and blowin' green stuff hella creamed up with a bling cup
Ain't no wicked we can kick it if you blue or beamed up
If you, see me
a kid 'cause I love to get lost
And keep packin somethin that love to break a hata off
So when it come to this gangsta homey I got it locked
And if I put
a kid 'cause I love to get lost
And keep packin somethin that love to break a hata off
So when it come to this gangsta homey I got it locked
And if I put
chillun got rhythm for to push away their blues
All God's chillun' got trouble, troubles don't mean a thing
When they start to go, "Ho ho ho"
The old
understood finally
If you want to come and get it you know where to find me
'Cause I don't got no time for anyone who be tryin' me
Know if they don't
ain't compatible, they be fallible
If you wanna challenge me with a battle we better saddle up
I work for battlers,seal it by pittlin pattilin
Tittling
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