Outkast - I'll Call Before I Come Lyrics
[andre 3000]Nigga quit being so got damn selfishPut it in ya pelvisLet it work, gyrate, motivateChorus:Ill call before I comeI wont just pop over, out the blueI hope that you do tooIll call before I comeI wont just wont pop up over, out the blueNo after you[andre 3000]Oh, thank you lord for throwing some shyBones in my body let me tell you whyIf not so, Id be too, too badWhen it comes to pink polka dots and plaidsGlad to meet you, my name is dreBut you can call me possum allawishes jenkinsAndre 3000 for shortAnd naaw I dont want to see your thongsI kinda dig them old school cute regular drawsAnd I will pause for your causeChorus:[big boi]Im a gentleman, Im a satisfy your soulAnd then Im a get mineLike wimbledon we back and forth across the courtUntil we give out, do you take it all or spit itAre you faking the funk and living a lieDo you really know what it feels likeTo have no control over the g spot?Its like a brand new pair of reeboks or a junkie freshly detoxedYou feel the tingling all over like convulsions or the rooster poxI used to not give a damnBut now I make it a point just to please youSo you can go back and tell all your buddies, I pretty dd youChorus:[gangsta boo]Lets see what you wanna do with the gangsta booLets cut, nigga, nigga what, Ill cut you tooComing through in a escalade limo, tint with shadePurple haze in the ashtray ready to get a blazeWhat the biz nigga jump on in relax wit a ladyWit a reputation known for sexing niggas till they crazyWhatcha mean dog, telling a play like boo to call before I comeYou a game Im *****ing you for funJoin the bandwagon nigga its a gangsta boo partyEverybody wanna join come and freak wit somebodyRiding jaguars, riding prowlers all sports carsHitting strip bars wit the top down, ***** yallGroupie you need to be glad you even knew meDo me and tell all my friends my truly blew me*****Chorus:[eco]Nigga you better dial 404-584 well bump all thatBut shit youd better call before you get here and thats a factBefore you get your feelings hurtBecause you caught me playing nurseWit a stethoscope running around in one of those cut shot white skirtsI tried to tell you, but you wouldnt respond to idle wishesPeeped in the window saw me cooking shrimpIn high heels and washing dishesFor daddy fat sax and its something I couldnt explainI know its a dirty, dirty game, but you should called before you cameChorus:
