| 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 |