Song | You Ain't Fly |
Artist | The Roots |
Album | Do You Want More?!!!??! |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Questlove | |
You ain't fly | |
You ain't fly | |
You ain't fly so go 'head, witcha self [repeat 4X] [Black Thought] | |
I'm just playin the wall, | |
I'm just playin the wall | |
Coolin with my niggaz on the right, hold tight | |
Late Friday night strobelight shine bright blind | |
Coolin at this party with the sugars on my mind | |
It's the sex patrol, the sex patrol | |
Yeah the young sis was stacked wicked, wanted me to kick it | |
Said I never dance, made advance outside | |
Took a glance to expect, | |
Shorty was correct so it seemed, her name | |
Shavon, age seventeen | |
I flipped when | |
I seen her eyes, bloodshot green | |
She said she wanted riches and a nigga with cash | |
Lex Land' or a | |
Path', didn't know the half | |
I react to flip the script and get ill | |
My man Malik | |
B kept telling me to relax | |
Diggin how you're livin on some unreal high as | |
I realize -- you're not that fly | |
You ain't fly | |
You ain't fly | |
You ain't fly so go 'head, witcha self [repeat 4X] [Malik B] | |
Dig it, you see sisters is thinkin that | |
I snooze She must don't know, | |
I have a sister confused | |
Thinkin that she's pretty and saditty when | |
I spill She said, "I might, I think I can, alright I will." | |
Tossed up was the digits cause the game is like splendor | |
I said, "Sabrina yea, I met you way back in December; you remember." | |
She said, "I guess." | |
Substitute to | |
Santa, she was sittin on the desk | |
And then she said, "You never called me; Mailk you never tried to press. You never tried to push the seven buttons and address." | |
I said, "Hold up sis -- you're out of order, man you lost it. My name ain't Jake; Malik's no Flake that's Frosted." | |
Tryin to cause a scene | |
Sabrina's rest is self-redeemed | |
She thought she was cute, but never made it on my team | |
I should beam up, about-face fall out | |
And don'tcha even dare to ask why -- because you're not that fly | |
You ain't fly | |
You ain't fly | |
You ain't fly so go 'head, witcha self [repeat 4X] [?uestlove] | |
Mmmmmm strollin in my | |
Pumas down the avenue | |
Not tokin on a | |
J, not sippin on a brew | |
Saw a soul sister on the streets of five-two "MMM, my name's Question, ummmm, who are you?" | |
She didn't respond, she didn't respond [?MUFFLED VOICE?] -- | |
Continue on | |
Thought to myself, should of said a little louder | |
Bet hurry up before she gets lost in the crowd of "Excuse me Miss, excuse me miss" "No, I'm not havin it!" | |
I just got dissed | |
I didn't get mad, was calm and collect | |
I didn't call her bitch, | |
I didn't break her neck | |
Start to wonder why the brothers disrespect the cutie | |
It's a place of 180's and the high-priced floozie | |
As she walked away, man | |
I couldn't deny | |
Started lying to myself, man she wasn't that fly | |
You ain't fly | |
You ain't fly | |
You ain't fly so go 'head, witcha self [repeat 4X] [Black Thought] | |
Black, butter umm... that's what | |
I be Had to tell a girl to set her mind free | |
Use the Third | |
Eye possibly you will see what you get, with material objects | |
Wanna be the envy of the whole projects gettin loot | |
Pretty in your cute limited | |
Express suit | |
Baby I can see everything you wanna be | |
See you're gamin as a key to escape poverty | |
Known to be shown around, sport about her niggaz | |
Thinkin you a woman cause your ass got bigger | |
Kickin it to me as if | |
I don't know the time | |
But I'm the | |
BlackThought, | |
I'm all up in your mind | |
I figure you the kind to say, "Give me a call" but then switch to act strange, countin on my change | |
Pay to the order of who?? | |
Not you Why? | |
You're not | |
THAT fly You ain't fly | |
You ain't fly | |
You ain't fly so go 'head, witcha self [repeat 8X] |
zuo ci : Questlove | |
You ain' t fly | |
You ain' t fly | |
You ain' t fly so go ' head, witcha self repeat 4X Black Thought | |
I' m just playin the wall, | |
I' m just playin the wall | |
Coolin with my niggaz on the right, hold tight | |
Late Friday night strobelight shine bright blind | |
Coolin at this party with the sugars on my mind | |
It' s the sex patrol, the sex patrol | |
Yeah the young sis was stacked wicked, wanted me to kick it | |
Said I never dance, made advance outside | |
Took a glance to expect, | |
Shorty was correct so it seemed, her name | |
Shavon, age seventeen | |
I flipped when | |
I seen her eyes, bloodshot green | |
She said she wanted riches and a nigga with cash | |
Lex Land' or a | |
Path', didn' t know the half | |
I react to flip the script and get ill | |
My man Malik | |
B kept telling me to relax | |
Diggin how you' re livin on some unreal high as | |
I realize you' re not that fly | |
You ain' t fly | |
You ain' t fly | |
You ain' t fly so go ' head, witcha self repeat 4X Malik B | |
Dig it, you see sisters is thinkin that | |
I snooze She must don' t know, | |
I have a sister confused | |
Thinkin that she' s pretty and saditty when | |
I spill She said, " I might, I think I can, alright I will." | |
Tossed up was the digits cause the game is like splendor | |
I said, " Sabrina yea, I met you way back in December you remember." | |
She said, " I guess." | |
Substitute to | |
Santa, she was sittin on the desk | |
And then she said, " You never called me Mailk you never tried to press. You never tried to push the seven buttons and address." | |
I said, " Hold up sis you' re out of order, man you lost it. My name ain' t Jake Malik' s no Flake that' s Frosted." | |
Tryin to cause a scene | |
Sabrina' s rest is selfredeemed | |
She thought she was cute, but never made it on my team | |
I should beam up, aboutface fall out | |
And don' tcha even dare to ask why because you' re not that fly | |
You ain' t fly | |
You ain' t fly | |
You ain' t fly so go ' head, witcha self repeat 4X ? uestlove | |
Mmmmmm strollin in my | |
Pumas down the avenue | |
Not tokin on a | |
J, not sippin on a brew | |
Saw a soul sister on the streets of fivetwo " MMM, my name' s Question, ummmm, who are you?" | |
She didn' t respond, she didn' t respond ? MUFFLED VOICE? | |
Continue on | |
Thought to myself, should of said a little louder | |
Bet hurry up before she gets lost in the crowd of " Excuse me Miss, excuse me miss" " No, I' m not havin it!" | |
I just got dissed | |
I didn' t get mad, was calm and collect | |
I didn' t call her bitch, | |
I didn' t break her neck | |
Start to wonder why the brothers disrespect the cutie | |
It' s a place of 180' s and the highpriced floozie | |
As she walked away, man | |
I couldn' t deny | |
Started lying to myself, man she wasn' t that fly | |
You ain' t fly | |
You ain' t fly | |
You ain' t fly so go ' head, witcha self repeat 4X Black Thought | |
Black, butter umm... that' s what | |
I be Had to tell a girl to set her mind free | |
Use the Third | |
Eye possibly you will see what you get, with material objects | |
Wanna be the envy of the whole projects gettin loot | |
Pretty in your cute limited | |
Express suit | |
Baby I can see everything you wanna be | |
See you' re gamin as a key to escape poverty | |
Known to be shown around, sport about her niggaz | |
Thinkin you a woman cause your ass got bigger | |
Kickin it to me as if | |
I don' t know the time | |
But I' m the | |
BlackThought, | |
I' m all up in your mind | |
I figure you the kind to say, " Give me a call" but then switch to act strange, countin on my change | |
Pay to the order of who?? | |
Not you Why? | |
You' re not | |
THAT fly You ain' t fly | |
You ain' t fly | |
You ain' t fly so go ' head, witcha self repeat 8X |
zuò cí : Questlove | |
You ain' t fly | |
You ain' t fly | |
You ain' t fly so go ' head, witcha self repeat 4X Black Thought | |
I' m just playin the wall, | |
I' m just playin the wall | |
Coolin with my niggaz on the right, hold tight | |
Late Friday night strobelight shine bright blind | |
Coolin at this party with the sugars on my mind | |
It' s the sex patrol, the sex patrol | |
Yeah the young sis was stacked wicked, wanted me to kick it | |
Said I never dance, made advance outside | |
Took a glance to expect, | |
Shorty was correct so it seemed, her name | |
Shavon, age seventeen | |
I flipped when | |
I seen her eyes, bloodshot green | |
She said she wanted riches and a nigga with cash | |
Lex Land' or a | |
Path', didn' t know the half | |
I react to flip the script and get ill | |
My man Malik | |
B kept telling me to relax | |
Diggin how you' re livin on some unreal high as | |
I realize you' re not that fly | |
You ain' t fly | |
You ain' t fly | |
You ain' t fly so go ' head, witcha self repeat 4X Malik B | |
Dig it, you see sisters is thinkin that | |
I snooze She must don' t know, | |
I have a sister confused | |
Thinkin that she' s pretty and saditty when | |
I spill She said, " I might, I think I can, alright I will." | |
Tossed up was the digits cause the game is like splendor | |
I said, " Sabrina yea, I met you way back in December you remember." | |
She said, " I guess." | |
Substitute to | |
Santa, she was sittin on the desk | |
And then she said, " You never called me Mailk you never tried to press. You never tried to push the seven buttons and address." | |
I said, " Hold up sis you' re out of order, man you lost it. My name ain' t Jake Malik' s no Flake that' s Frosted." | |
Tryin to cause a scene | |
Sabrina' s rest is selfredeemed | |
She thought she was cute, but never made it on my team | |
I should beam up, aboutface fall out | |
And don' tcha even dare to ask why because you' re not that fly | |
You ain' t fly | |
You ain' t fly | |
You ain' t fly so go ' head, witcha self repeat 4X ? uestlove | |
Mmmmmm strollin in my | |
Pumas down the avenue | |
Not tokin on a | |
J, not sippin on a brew | |
Saw a soul sister on the streets of fivetwo " MMM, my name' s Question, ummmm, who are you?" | |
She didn' t respond, she didn' t respond ? MUFFLED VOICE? | |
Continue on | |
Thought to myself, should of said a little louder | |
Bet hurry up before she gets lost in the crowd of " Excuse me Miss, excuse me miss" " No, I' m not havin it!" | |
I just got dissed | |
I didn' t get mad, was calm and collect | |
I didn' t call her bitch, | |
I didn' t break her neck | |
Start to wonder why the brothers disrespect the cutie | |
It' s a place of 180' s and the highpriced floozie | |
As she walked away, man | |
I couldn' t deny | |
Started lying to myself, man she wasn' t that fly | |
You ain' t fly | |
You ain' t fly | |
You ain' t fly so go ' head, witcha self repeat 4X Black Thought | |
Black, butter umm... that' s what | |
I be Had to tell a girl to set her mind free | |
Use the Third | |
Eye possibly you will see what you get, with material objects | |
Wanna be the envy of the whole projects gettin loot | |
Pretty in your cute limited | |
Express suit | |
Baby I can see everything you wanna be | |
See you' re gamin as a key to escape poverty | |
Known to be shown around, sport about her niggaz | |
Thinkin you a woman cause your ass got bigger | |
Kickin it to me as if | |
I don' t know the time | |
But I' m the | |
BlackThought, | |
I' m all up in your mind | |
I figure you the kind to say, " Give me a call" but then switch to act strange, countin on my change | |
Pay to the order of who?? | |
Not you Why? | |
You' re not | |
THAT fly You ain' t fly | |
You ain' t fly | |
You ain' t fly so go ' head, witcha self repeat 8X |