Da Art Of Storytellin' (Remix) Featuring Slick Rick Lyrics

Yea.. Somebody hit me the other day for a rendezvous Was it the bitch that fucked the Goodie and the Dungeon Crew Let's say her name was Suzy Skrew cause she SCREWED a lot Makin a nigga hit that chonk at legitimate spots Not no parks backseats or things of that nature Had to hate ya playa I'm dickin the hoe down never said I paid her Straight laid her, slayed the bitch like Darth Daver, made her From College Park and Fayette, all the way down to Decatur Like Jada, her wig was sharp and sporty, that was shorty Safe as a snake on eggs in a Beamer eight-hundred-forty It's foggy, I went to the crib to call her but she lost me My baby mamma beeped seven o'clock it's gonna cost me but I still wanna cut her though, maybe she had to work I caught her in the mall, wearin a real tight skirt She was, fine as FUCK, I wanted to sex the hoe up She said, "Let's hit the parking lot so I can sick your duck" I said, "Cool, I really wanted to cut you but this'll do. I gotta pick up my daughter plus my baby mamma beeped me too." She said she understood then everything was kosher I gave her a Lil' Will CD, and a fuckin poster It's like that now It's like that now, you better go on and get, the hump, up out your back now It's about four, or five, cats off in my 'Llac now We just, shoot, game in the form of story rap now (yeah) It's like that now, it's like that now Verse Two: Andre Benjamin Now Suzy Skrew had a partna named Sasha (Sasha), Thumper (Thumper) I remember her number like the summer when her and Suzy yeah they threw a slumber - - party but you can not call it that cause it was slummer Well it was more like spend the night Three in the morning yawnin dancin under street lights We chillin like a villain and a nigga feelin right in the middle of the ghetto on the curb, but in spite all of the bullshit we on our back starin at the stars above (aww man) Talkin bout what we gonna be when we grow up I said what you wanna be, she said, "Alive" (hmm) It made me think for a minute, then looked in her eyes I coulda died, time went on, I got grown Rhyme got strong, mind got blown, I came back home to find lil Sasha was gone Her mamma said she with a nigga that be treatin her wrong I kept on singin my song and hopin at a show that I would one day see her standin in the front row But two weeks later she got found in the back of a school With a needle in her arm, baby two months due, Sasha Thumper It's like that now, you better go on and get, the hump, up out your back now [Slick Rick] Yes... (Uncle Ricky!!) It's about four, or five, cats off in my 'Llac now [Slick Rick] Yes... (Could you tell a story?) We just, shoot, game in the form of story rap now (yeah) [Slick Rick] (Pleeeeeease?) Uh-huh It's like that now, it's like that now [Slick Rick] Herrrrrre we go... Verse Three: Slick Rick Throwing things, yelling in a mad high pitch Here we go again with this psychopath bitch The neighbors will hear you, you misfit Can't disagree with the bitch without this shit The price we pay to fuck women The most pretty bitch got the psycho shit within them Stuck up, as soon as I pop up But see me with a neck she wanna tear the fucking club up Check her pants, and number confirming Learned more and more they're just shifty dumb vermins And you know, probably get cussed if I backslip miss while she busy trying to justify Hoochie the First "Rick what would I want with this small chain wearin muh-fucka trying to front?" I oughta cut her off, let another sooth me but I don't know, ordinary bitch don't move me I mean, I tried to fall in love with a bittie but straight up, just be with the bitch out of pity So although I know, pretty bitch shady Here I go, trying to change a hoe into a lady Knahmean? It's like that now, you better go on and get, the hump, up out your back now [Slick Rick] Yes It's about four, or five, cats off in my 'Llac now [Slick Rick] Yes We just, shoot, game in the form of story rap now (yeah) [Slick Rick] Uh-huh It's like that now, it's like that now It's like that now, you better go on and get, the hump, up out your back now [Slick Rick] Yes It's about four, or five, cats off in my 'Llac now [Slick Rick] Yes We just, shoot, game in the form of story rap now (yeah) [Slick Rick] Uh-huh It's like that now, it's like that now It's like that now, you better go on and get, the hump, up out your back now [Slick Rick] Yes It's about four, or five, cats off in my 'Llac now [Slick Rick] Yes We just, shoot, game in the form of story rap now ...