Common - Tricks Up My Sleeve Lyrics
[featuring rayshel][common]Im a jake, I dont bake a cakeIm not a cake daddy, you know the type be pullin up in a caddyWith a drop top, see when I hoe hop, I kick it to the bus stop (what? )And its goodie goodie gumdropsI dont be droppin squat but to the heads they think its topnotchIm skippin over every other dip as if itsHop hop hop hop hop hop hop, hop, hopscotch, watchAiy aiyyo man, ay man, look at ol girlShe got a big ass! (yo man, sic her.)Aiy man, ay... hey sweetheart, how you doin?Im doin fine.Oh word? whats your name?Rayshel.Why dont you come over to the house so I can put you in theBuck bang!Aight check it, you see I only bag ya for a secondYou never see me beggin, you see the slimmie *****In my headroom, mo better yet my bedroomTippedy tokin, and stutterin as if shes max headroomRedroom (redrum? ) no I aint a murdererIm jake the rake, yo sorry if Im hurtin theVaginal area, fallopian tubes and your cervixI strongly recommend that for your gen you get some jergensI find it beneficial; not to force the issueI just blow my shit and wipe you see a head its like tissueUse em and throw em away, see a hoe a day is essentialIf you want a piece of the rock, trick, go to prudentialCause I rock a buyer babe on the treetopAnd when the wind blows, my dickll get hard, the cradle will rockIm like the pea***** on nbc, nuttin but *****I pump, prrrrrrrrrrrump pump it up yo, like a reebokHey, I dont sell junk, but Im a junkyard dogAnd when I duke its a hazzard, so call me boss hogOr roscoe pecol, ohhhhh! painThats the sound of the caravan... running the trainYeahhhh yeahh, *****Thats the sound of the caravan, running the trainOwwowhwahaheha! check it out, check it out yeah, in yo eye!Yeahh! hahhh! yeahh!Twilite tone got tricks up my sleeveImmenslope got tricks up my sleeveYo drk got tricks up my sleeveDe la soul got tricks up my sleeveJuju got tricks up my sleeveThe nubian nut got tricks up my sleeveCom sense got tricks up my sleeve(wait... I got another trick up my sleeve)[rayshel]Im not a jake or a rake or a hoe, but I got the mo betterFor head of the classAnd if you ask me Im not tryin ta be drasticIm not a ***** like robin givens Im concerned about yourPlastic, ask it, Ill tell you what you wanna knowAnd if I tell you no, dont be all up on it dopeFrontin so your friends wont know that you got the 86So you call me a *****You get your kicks, but kix and trix are for kidsI dont turn no tricks, I dont suck no dix-ie cupsI hops in the hubba hubba bubba Im likeAl b. stud, cause if Im not your lover or your friendDont try to spend, waste your timeTryin to get a taste of mine but you aint tastin mineSo find a new type puss, cause if I dont like youYou aint gettin service g, this aint the drivethruDrive by, way far, and everythingll be groovyThen you pester me? yo ima tell ya like the nubiansMove on black brotha move onYou gotta move on black brotha move on
