Ill Narrative :: Big Boi


"SpottieOttieDopalicious" Outkast feat. Patrick Brown

When I first met my SpottieOttieDopalicious angel
I can remember that damn thang like yesterday
The way she moved reminded me of a brown stallion horse with skates on
Smooth like a hot comb, ol' nappy ass hair
I walked up on her and was almost paralyzed
Her neck was smelling sweeter than a plate of yams with extra syrup
Eyes beaming like four carats apiece just blinding a nigga
Felt like I chiefed a whole "O" of that presidential
My heart was beating so damn fast
Never knowing this moment would bring another life into this world
Funny how shit come together sometimes (ya dig)
One moment you frequent the booty clubs and the next four years
You and somebody's daughter rising y'all own young'n
Now that's a beautiful thang, that's if you're on top of your game
And man enough to handle real life situations (that is)
Can't gamble feeding baby on that dope money
Might not always be sufficient, but the United Parcel Service
And the people at the post office, didn't call you back because you got
Cloudy piss, so now you back in the trap just that, trapped
Go and marinate on that for a minute

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