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Kollage (1996)

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LYRICS

"I'm reclinin' out West - maxin at da ress

pressed to see my cutie that I call to come caress

me desperate pooh unavailable da check dis -

not into masturbating yo cuz that's some other shit

since I had hit a dry spell I figured I'd manicure my nails

den out da blue I'm interrupted by the bell

it was Kia talkin bout Dia c'mon let's bounce tonight

Wu-Tang performin at da Fever

and I got backstage passes - vip status

da after party's at the Marriott we in the night like Gladys

cool I can do wit dat give me 45, so I can wash da pussy cat

a marinade da body hop in mizarahi

tighten up dah afro and turn to superhottie

I tell you what I'll hit you up soon as I'm ready

when I see your Mitsubishi out front we jettin'

True honey buns wanna have fun

un-like a chick who settle for da hit and run,

yeah to all tha girls do what you gotta do

but it ain't what you do its how you do it...

Arrived at da club like 11:45

scenery was live - mob like a 3-2 center outside

fly riders da whole shabang

you know how Philly hang come time nah get extravagant

while I was side tracked by the glamour and the glitz

key was chattin' wit a bouncer telling him we on nah list

within a split second we escorted through conjestion

routine friskin' metal detection

all's clear as air - no question

so we grabbed Kaluhas at the bar and head towards da dance section wit

no hesitation we breeze to the back

in the green room where the celebrities was at,

that's when nah propaganda began to emerge

star stud events must trigger hoochie alerts

cuz Kia went beserk, diggy low at first

subtle body language actin' like a flirt

tongue stickin out wit da' baby doll pout

talkin' all loud I'm like what's dis all about ...

(spoken)

Here come tha' raw maneuver

luew-der than imagined

Kia aimin' for attention strivin for it with a passion

slips out her sarong starts dancing in her thongs

like a bootie song was on I said sis you know you wrong

(see) you tha' reason nigs be screamin' bitches, hoes and tricks

I'ont believe you goin' out on nat Adina Howard shit

don't you dig these niggaz think you hotter than tha' sun

even if they talk to you they wanna hit & run

if you skeemin' on nah cream boo you ain't gettin' none

you played from nah door wit dat nut shit you done

den she gone look at me and say yo chill whatever,

I thought you was my peeps I said I thought you was together

your actions bounce on all these chicks in here like a reflector

I'm tryin nah school you sis you its plain that you don't know no better

I'm not da one to judge so do what you gotta do

but it ain't what you do its how you do it...

True honey buns wanna have fun

un-like a chick who settle for da hit and run,

yeah to all tha girls do what you gotta do

but it ain't what you do its how you do it..."