Song | Denise |
Artist | Montell Jordan |
Album | Life After Def |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Intro | |
Boy: uncle montelly yo.. | |
may you please read us a story please | |
Montell: nah, | |
I don't feel much like telling a story today kid | |
Girl: please, read us a story | |
Montell: I said no kid | |
Both kids: please! Read us a story | |
Montell: okay..here we go | |
Verse I | |
Now listen to the words that I say | |
Cause this type of song will take you back in the day | |
It all started back in cali-from-I-A | |
Where the khakis hang low and gangbangers don't play | |
Put on my drawers | |
Walked down the hall | |
Kissed my apollonian poster on the wall | |
My first day of high school, on my way | |
“You need to eat your breakfast?) | |
Mom I am late | |
…funky fresh, stepped into the school | |
And that's when I say her standing with this dude | |
Young, tender, sweet denise | |
To take her on a date you need a $1000 at least | |
Plus she's used to dating dope dealers | |
Cats with felonies who tote heaters | |
You wont believe what's in the 2nd verse | |
You better buckle up, its bout to get worse | |
Chorus | |
Can't believe that that's Denise | |
The one from high school | |
With the dope body | |
But now she is out there going for broke | |
And all her dreams went up in smoke | |
(Repeat 2X) | |
Verse II | |
2 years later, and things have changed | |
Hip hop evolved into a whole new game | |
NWA7s holding down my block | |
Denise graduated the school of hard knocks | |
She made a few connects | |
Didn't skip a beat | |
Got a little deeper hooked up on the street | |
And wherever they led her, she would follow | |
Now she rocks fashions like a runway model | |
Jewelry, Louis, Gucci and guess | |
Delivering more packages than UPS | |
From Miami to NY | |
Sometimes to Rome | |
But niecy always seemed to make it back home | |
Now I am 18 and to my surprise | |
Niecy got babies by 2 different guys | |
And cause of dem kids she aint moving the same | |
She put herself out there | |
Who's to blame? | |
Chorus | |
Bridge | |
She's not a superwoman nah | |
She is not that kind of girl that you can lay down | |
And think that everything is ok | |
She's only human, oh | |
This girl is always on the go | |
Hurt on occasional | |
Used by so many dudes | |
Verse III | |
Aww! Poor Denise | |
She's out on the streets | |
But that's not how I'll end this story | |
You kind of got to use your imagination | |
To figure out Niecy's situation | |
…I'll tell you this….its not that great | |
She's got an addiction that she just cant shake | |
From rags to riches, riches to rags | |
The story of Denise is so so sad | |
Hook 3X |
Intro | |
Boy: uncle montelly yo.. | |
may you please read us a story please | |
Montell: nah, | |
I don' t feel much like telling a story today kid | |
Girl: please, read us a story | |
Montell: I said no kid | |
Both kids: please! Read us a story | |
Montell: okay.. here we go | |
Verse I | |
Now listen to the words that I say | |
Cause this type of song will take you back in the day | |
It all started back in califromIA | |
Where the khakis hang low and gangbangers don' t play | |
Put on my drawers | |
Walked down the hall | |
Kissed my apollonian poster on the wall | |
My first day of high school, on my way | |
" You need to eat your breakfast? | |
Mom I am late | |
funky fresh, stepped into the school | |
And that' s when I say her standing with this dude | |
Young, tender, sweet denise | |
To take her on a date you need a 1000 at least | |
Plus she' s used to dating dope dealers | |
Cats with felonies who tote heaters | |
You wont believe what' s in the 2nd verse | |
You better buckle up, its bout to get worse | |
Chorus | |
Can' t believe that that' s Denise | |
The one from high school | |
With the dope body | |
But now she is out there going for broke | |
And all her dreams went up in smoke | |
Repeat 2X | |
Verse II | |
2 years later, and things have changed | |
Hip hop evolved into a whole new game | |
NWA7s holding down my block | |
Denise graduated the school of hard knocks | |
She made a few connects | |
Didn' t skip a beat | |
Got a little deeper hooked up on the street | |
And wherever they led her, she would follow | |
Now she rocks fashions like a runway model | |
Jewelry, Louis, Gucci and guess | |
Delivering more packages than UPS | |
From Miami to NY | |
Sometimes to Rome | |
But niecy always seemed to make it back home | |
Now I am 18 and to my surprise | |
Niecy got babies by 2 different guys | |
And cause of dem kids she aint moving the same | |
She put herself out there | |
Who' s to blame? | |
Chorus | |
Bridge | |
She' s not a superwoman nah | |
She is not that kind of girl that you can lay down | |
And think that everything is ok | |
She' s only human, oh | |
This girl is always on the go | |
Hurt on occasional | |
Used by so many dudes | |
Verse III | |
Aww! Poor Denise | |
She' s out on the streets | |
But that' s not how I' ll end this story | |
You kind of got to use your imagination | |
To figure out Niecy' s situation | |
I' ll tell you this. its not that great | |
She' s got an addiction that she just cant shake | |
From rags to riches, riches to rags | |
The story of Denise is so so sad | |
Hook 3X |
Intro | |
Boy: uncle montelly yo.. | |
may you please read us a story please | |
Montell: nah, | |
I don' t feel much like telling a story today kid | |
Girl: please, read us a story | |
Montell: I said no kid | |
Both kids: please! Read us a story | |
Montell: okay.. here we go | |
Verse I | |
Now listen to the words that I say | |
Cause this type of song will take you back in the day | |
It all started back in califromIA | |
Where the khakis hang low and gangbangers don' t play | |
Put on my drawers | |
Walked down the hall | |
Kissed my apollonian poster on the wall | |
My first day of high school, on my way | |
" You need to eat your breakfast? | |
Mom I am late | |
funky fresh, stepped into the school | |
And that' s when I say her standing with this dude | |
Young, tender, sweet denise | |
To take her on a date you need a 1000 at least | |
Plus she' s used to dating dope dealers | |
Cats with felonies who tote heaters | |
You wont believe what' s in the 2nd verse | |
You better buckle up, its bout to get worse | |
Chorus | |
Can' t believe that that' s Denise | |
The one from high school | |
With the dope body | |
But now she is out there going for broke | |
And all her dreams went up in smoke | |
Repeat 2X | |
Verse II | |
2 years later, and things have changed | |
Hip hop evolved into a whole new game | |
NWA7s holding down my block | |
Denise graduated the school of hard knocks | |
She made a few connects | |
Didn' t skip a beat | |
Got a little deeper hooked up on the street | |
And wherever they led her, she would follow | |
Now she rocks fashions like a runway model | |
Jewelry, Louis, Gucci and guess | |
Delivering more packages than UPS | |
From Miami to NY | |
Sometimes to Rome | |
But niecy always seemed to make it back home | |
Now I am 18 and to my surprise | |
Niecy got babies by 2 different guys | |
And cause of dem kids she aint moving the same | |
She put herself out there | |
Who' s to blame? | |
Chorus | |
Bridge | |
She' s not a superwoman nah | |
She is not that kind of girl that you can lay down | |
And think that everything is ok | |
She' s only human, oh | |
This girl is always on the go | |
Hurt on occasional | |
Used by so many dudes | |
Verse III | |
Aww! Poor Denise | |
She' s out on the streets | |
But that' s not how I' ll end this story | |
You kind of got to use your imagination | |
To figure out Niecy' s situation | |
I' ll tell you this. its not that great | |
She' s got an addiction that she just cant shake | |
From rags to riches, riches to rags | |
The story of Denise is so so sad | |
Hook 3X |