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Goodie Mob - Beautiful Skin lyrics
Cee Lo: This particular song right here is dedicated to the black woman And it doesn't pertain to all black women because some of y'all disrespect y'all selves bcause you don't know who you are in the first place. This is out of respect to women period Word up I'm quite single And occassionally I mingle But aside from all the rest You sparks my interest No m'aam I don't know you Just offerin the common respect I feel I owe you Also, some conversation, companionship Common ground and common sense There's no such thing as coincidence In me findin you here And I really hate screamin in yo ear So some other time, OK I waited a day Hello, this is Carlito From a coupla days ago You sound tired Forgive me if I call you too late But what better time to relate mindstate Where could I begin? Has anyone ever told you have beautiful skin? You're more than welcome What do you desire within? I just wanna be There's no need to put titles on you and me Those are limitations Livin and learnin are our only obligations Equality, honesty, independence Intelligence emotin and devotion Humbly seekin to hear God when he's speakin to us A one time my mind just couldn't concieve A woman had to dress a certain way to believe But, in the same breath allow me to say That, if you believe, young lady, you wouldn't dress that way And I was attracted to your class I couldn't see all yo ass And I was very content You deserved every compliment Indifferences make us the same You gotta have some game, or You ain't even gonna be able t take care of yoself I love when I look at you, I see my reflection So I offer my love, affection and protecton Shorty, you dead fine But the bottom line is, you still my sista Chorus: Well, I say You're my beginnin, my end You're my sista lover and friend God is your light from within It shines from your beautiful skin What they say 'bout you ain't true There's no me if there is no you I hope that you understand You got to respect yourself before I can Gipp: I met you and y'all knew Saw you again on Marietta Downtown Atlanta Checkin your long legs, got me smirkin Fixed me dinner one night, candles lit Thought you was slick in the beginnin But it teurned out you wouldn't lie Looked me in my eye I listened Sucked it up, pushed on We made amends Both sides clicked, true friends Since then, years done gon by Brought a baby girl into this world Made our parents grandfolk Household with no hope Took care of ye, you me When shit got put out on the curb Closer than the skin on the back of my hand Through the thick and thin We can win Beautiful black skin Chorus: Khujo: No need to compete With the music loud Or stairs cold Put on a scale Of one to ten, you a twelve I chose her over jail and hell Originally from ATL T-Mo: Compatible souls come together Under bad weather To discuss the mistrust Amongst the so-called Good in every woman How I wish this was true I deal with facts only Already done cloned me Why I sang the blues When there's only one God that watches over our every step I need his help When I'm walkin Lookin for the right female I can't tell sometimes They tell me the devil's comin humble in his approach Spontaneous with the game Caught the naive of a girl fallin for the OK Let the pistol smoke the one you live by Die by Examples of how relationships can be Khujo: I rolls the dice Takin a chance at crappin out Like today boy I lost one of my best hips Natural thick lips No animal fat implants Wide load This daughter workin at the airport 19 years old Worth more her weight in gold But it was all my fault So don't cry, understand And down the line I want you back But the feelin ain't mutual Just promise me you'll find a new man That's bout some business Hope she find what her was lookin for Like a ????? I wanted to be more than friends Beautiful black skin (black skin) Chorus (repeat |
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