( * original lyrics by ice cube * )



Drop a old school beat



Ha-ha

Ha-ha-ha-ha



Plow!



[ verse 1 ]

Now the taste of crystal is fillin up my bladder

What's the time on the rolie? it don't matter

Had a pocket full of phone numbers i was tryin to sort

To make a long story short:

Ran into this girl named sally

Knew her from the backseat of my homeboy's navi

She said what's up, yeah, what's the deal?

Check the nappy weave, of course it ain't real

Then i looked down, she was fat in the front

I asked how long, she said, "about 6 months"

"oh, how time flies when you're havin fun"

She said, "yeah, but the damage is done"

"where you been?" "on a little vacation"

"oh, by the way, congratulations

Who's the lucky man?" she said, "i got him on file"

Then she said, "it's spice 1", and smiled

I dropped my stout, then everything went blank

"had a baby by you, the neighborhood skank?"

She said, "yeah, don't you remember that day?"

I thought back and tried to calculate

Then i said, "damn, are you sure it's mine?

My homies did the soultrain on ya plenty of times"

She said, "that day, nah, i was whorin

And your ass is mine", that's when the sweat started pourin

Cause all i seen was spice 1 up in court

Paying a gang on child support

Then i thought deep about givin up the fetti

What i need to do is kick the bitch in the belly

Nah, cause then i'd really be faded

That's murder one, cause it was premeditated

What should i do? kidnap the bitch and flee?

How many months left? damn, only 3

I'm gettin faded



Goddamn, what the fuck i done got myself into?

This shit is dense



Damn, i'm gettin faded



Muthafuckas tryin to take my driver's license and shit



Bitch, you can't fade me



This bitch got a grip on my muthafuckin nuts, mayn



Damn, i'm gettin faded



But you know?

I ain't finna go out



[ verse 2 ]

It's crazy, because before i could sleep with her

I had to duck and dodge to try to creep with her

See, the booty in the front was all in place

But the girl had a pitbull face

So i ran, jumped, drove, swam, crawled, hid

Oh lord, god forbid

The homies see me at the hotel

Cause i know they would love to just go tell

Everybody in the hood that knows you're nasty

Elbows and knees and feet was hella ashy

So hold the big fat butt steady

Cause yo, bitch, i got the three rubbers ready

She started gruntin and squeelin like a wild bore

I hit the ass from cali to singapore

I dropped her off, man, and now i'm knowin

That i'ma hate myself in the mornin

I got drunk to help me forget

Damn, another day, another hit

Shit, i'm gettin faded



No cigars, nigga



Damn, you can't fade me



You better fire up a muthafuckin blunt and get some hen-dog



[ verse 3 ]

9 months later she's ready to drop the load

And all the partners in the hood already know

That it's 'posed to be mine, and they laughin at me

You know spice 1 can't be havin that, gee

Thinkin to myself: why did i bang her?

Now i'm in the closet lookin for the hanger

Kaos, vic rock and [name] won't let up

They won't shut up, i'm gettin fed up

Cause i know, you're tryin to break me

And if i find out you're tryin to fade me

I'ma clock yo ass with my shoe

Beat you down and leave a crown or two

That night she went into labor

And the shit is gettin kinda major

The baby came out, damn, it was a lifesaver

Lookin like my next-door neighbor

She said it was mine, that was her best guess

But let's check the results of the blood test

I started smilin, yeah, cause it read 'negative'

Damn, why did i let her live?

After that i shoula got the gat

And bust and rushed and illed and peeled the cap

But no, i just told the hoe who laid me

"excuse me, bitch, it's a switch, you can't fade me"



Nah, bitch, it ain't even finna go down like that

A nigga like me ain't finna go for the okey-doke

The bitch out here thinkin she get a muthafucka for his cash and shit

Playin a muthafucka for some type of bitch-ass nigga

But you know what?

Before i go for the okey-doke, hoe

I'ma let the pistol smoke

And that's real



The bitch tryin to fade me


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