| Oh that’s right, baby bubba
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| We gon' talk about this girl named Suzy, bubba
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| She ain’t no floosey, though
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| She’s a doosey
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| Speaking about that girl named Suzy cause she’s groovy, baby bubba
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| Ah, we funky down here, y’all
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| Come here, Suzy baby
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| Let me rub you down, Suzy baby
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| Ah, you fat bubba-mubba-wabba
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| Speaking of a girl named Suzy
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| Said she’d do anything to soothe me
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| Take off clothes or put em back on
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| Ain’t that right, Wise? |
| (Word is bond)
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| Comin from the show she was always there
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| It’s like we couldn’t get her out of our hair
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| She would even follow us late at night
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| Right, Delite? |
| (Yo, believe the hype)
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| Suzy was a girl we couldn’t get enough of
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| Can’t say it was love, cause I don’t know what it was
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| Homeboys said she was a real loose cutie
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| So I tapped the Dad and said, «Yo, we got a Suzy»
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| Speakin of a girl named Suzy
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| Yeah, yeah
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| (Suzy) (4x)
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| Do you remember that day, we was on the tour bus
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| Listened to a tape, I think it was the Cold Crush
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| Suzy heard the tape and said, «Who's that?»
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| Delite said (Shhh, just sit on my lap)
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| She said, «Okay, whatever you say»
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| I saw the game and asked: «Can I play?»
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| She said, «Sure,» I said, «Really?
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| And what about the rest of the Stet posse?»
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| She just smiled and I just grinned
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| And the band, they got ready to win
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| Or should I say start, or should I say begin
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| Anyway you put it, she was all in
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| Started on the tour bus, she was in a rush
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| (Rush to do what?!) You know what’s up
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| The bus had three rooms, she started in the first
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| And it was pretty bad, but the second got worse
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| And in the third I had to tip my hat
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| (You mean it was like that, hops?) Yo, it was like that
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| Suzy had a thing for the boys in the band
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| And the band bein Stet, be assured, my man
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| Everything that glitters ain’t always gold
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| But for all the groups, yo, she broke the mold
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| Speakin of a girl named Suzy
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| Yeah, yeah
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| (Suzy) (4x)
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| Right before a show, Cap Center, D. C
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| I looked at Wise, the Dad looked at me
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| We slapped five while the band got ready
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| Then we all glanced around for Suzy
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| Had a monogramm top with our names of each
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| A two-piece bikini like you wear on a beach
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| A shape no man could bever forget
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| And on the back of her shorts — mh, take me to the bridge
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| (Do it now)
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| (Suzy)
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| (Uno, dos, tres, quattro)
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| Then one day, it was in the winter
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| Snow was on the ground, we were leavin Philly
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| I was in my bunk, geared to my radio
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| Wrapped in his blanket, cause it was kinda chilly
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| Not too long after, we all fell asleep
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| And the snow storm got a lot worse
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| Our bus driver started dozin off
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| The bus started driftin, Suzy noticed first
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| She awoke the crew, and the driver, no doubt
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| Saved our lives, and that’s a fact
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| And one thing about Suzy, you all should know
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| She may be a groupie, but we love her to the max, Jack
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| Ah, Oran Juice Jones
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| Don’t be 'yo baby-in' me, I am not Suzy
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| Everybody, let me tell you:
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| Suzy is a DOG
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| A REAL DOG
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| You know, she’s a real dog
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| A German Sheperd dog with a leash and a flea collar
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| And a tail and fur and everything?
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| She’s a real dog and she’s following em
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| Because they draggin her on a leash with a can of Alpo in they pockets!
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| Let me tell y’all every-
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| Ah, Wise
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| Wise.
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| Wake up
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| I’m tryin to cut a record here
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| Hello? |
| Wake up!
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| I — I’m over here
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| MC Delite, I’m over here
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| Blind as a fat child
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| I’m over here
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| Somebody (…) they got the 2 for 1 sale today
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| That’s right
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| DBC — late again!
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| Child live another day, gotta take the bus, won’t you get a car?
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| Daddy-O — will you stop spittin on me
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| Child, I don’t need a shower, baby, you do, but I don’t
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| Oh-oh in comes walking Gary with the Gary hairstyle
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| Mr. Bobby Simmons actin like a big time producer
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| Yeah, we all remember when
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| Don’t start frontin now
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| Ah — Prince Paul. |
| Pat’s on the phone!
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| Ha-ha.
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| Child, you been walkin down the street, guys be tryin to rap to you?
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| This one guy was playin the Africa stuff
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| He said, «Yo baby, you know somethin?
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| If we was back in Africa I would marry you
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| I would give you 26 or 27 babies
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| And I will buy your mother a cow»
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| I said, «Honey, if I have 26 or 27 babies
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| I’mma need 13 titties and I’mma BE A COW
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| What is your problem?»
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| Then this other guy walked up to me, he says
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| «Ooh baby, you know somethin, when I think of you?
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| Won’t you just come over here and let me be your peppermint paddy»
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| I said, «When I bite into YOUR peppermint paddy
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| Honey, I’ll give you the feeling, the sensation
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| Of bein in a sewer barefooted
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| Now get out my face!»
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| These guys are so stupid, child
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| A lot of them think that ??? |
| is a flavor
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| It’s not, it really ain’t!
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| Child, we gotta put up with them cause they all we got
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| So take it easy
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| Awwwww! |
| — in effect
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| (Suzy)
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| (Suzy)
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| (Suzy)
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| (Suzy)
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| (Suzy)
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| (Suzy)
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| (Suzy) |