Artist | Outkast |
Song | Jazzy Belle |
Director | Bille Woodruff |
Intro | No |
Outro | No |
Sound Mix | Stereo |
Technical Specifications | colour - format unknown |
[Verse One: Andre] Yeah Oh yes I love her like Egyptian, want a description, my royal highness So many plusses when I bust that there can't be no minus Went from yellin crickets and crows, bitches and hoes to queen thangs Over the years I been up on my toes and yes I seen thangs like Kilroy, chill boi because them folks might think you soft talkin like that, man fuck them niggaz I'm goin off and comin right back, like boomerangs when you throw em With these old ghetto poems, Bankhead is better for em When they can let they throw em, down from hitchikin and bitin niggaz until the temple they call the body, now everybody got it ... |