Jezzebelle (Feat. Innuendo)-Too Phat

Jezzebelle (Feat. Innuendo) - Too Phat ( chorus ) ( Innuendo: ) Jezzebelle I knew her well Took one look at once I fell Love so deep and now she's trippin' Gave me joy you can't believe in Jezzebelle come stay a while Captivate me with your smile Held you once I paid the price and all the love were just illusions ( verse 1 ) ( Malique: ) Yaw check, she got the face you only get to see on TV Style and grace and voice you only hear on CD's She be d**e a**, mo' or less like Lopez More mass than the pope has and more cash than the Coke gas I called her boo boo she called me boo too It was too coo' to be true when I see boo in her see thru I be kookoo now we coo', we lovey dovey, she huggy huggy I rubby rubby her like a chubby hubby I called her muffins, yeah she called me sweet potato pie She always made me high so called her chocolate tah With mushy nicknames everyday after lunch She called me lusty big dip, I called her libido crunch and I would walk her back home everyday from skool Hold her hands real tightly cause she thought it was coo' At times I let her walk first so I can peep at her behind Lickin' my lips thank god that it was mine She so fine I treat her so kind 'cause i was so blind until I caught her humpin' wit' this old man from Oman Oh my, it sure was sucky but I was lucky to be Malique, who got more chicks than Kentucky ( verse 2 ) Jezzebelle, verse 2 (Malique voice from bla bla: I usta have a chica who liked to bla, bla Her name was JaJa size C cup bra, bra Her mom Portugese her dad was Baba The hon' love to tease and call me DaDa ( Joe Flizzow: ) Now, this honey Jazzy got me up in a fix Got me sprung with her tongue, got me up in a mix Wit' the sexy mad switch in her crazy tight denims Guys fantasize all wishin' that they were in 'em But that was back then, now suga be gone And you gotta be mad thinkin' I be alone I got more tricks on deez more than you can believe You see Monica come after Monifa leave, uh You know my steez ain't no need to say please Pimp Poppa Joe clockin' hoes wit' ease Still... I miss my boo and I don't understand I be searchin' high and low for a honey who can complete me ( repeat chorus ) ( bridge ) ( Sam: ) Never gonna find true love oh my baby, gotta let it go... Baby can't you see that you're hurtin' me no reason to leaveeee... ( verse 3 ) ( Malique: ) Will I ever get to meet the gurl of my dreams ? Black, white, brown, red maybe light green ? I love shortys in dem skirties or them Pepe Jeans Share the same ice cream lick her lippy clean Well if I wanna hit a shorty then it best be those Wit' the fancy hairdos and the flashy clothes Standin' in the phone booth wit' a classy pose Only god knows boo be a Jazzy hoe ( Joe Flizzow: ) I got mo' love than riches Low love for snitches No love for hoodrat, tricks hoes or witches No love for hoes who pose and blow kisses You gotta make some switches ( repeat chorus )