Artist/Band:
Goodie Mob
Lyrics for Song: Beautiful Skin
Lyrics for Album: Dirty South Classics [2003]
Verse 1
[Cee-Lo]
Ummm. This particular song right here is dedicated to the black woman.
And this don't pertain to all black women, some of yall disrespect yallselves
cause you don't know who you are in the first place.
This is out of common respect for all women period. Word up. Like this song, yo.
I'm quite single, and occasionally I mingle, but aside from all the rest,
She sparks my interest. No ma'am 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, and, me finding you here
And I really hate screamin in yo' ear, so some other time, ok?
I wait everyday, Hello this the caller you told from a couple of days ago,
You sound tired, forgive me if I call you too late,
But what better time to relate mind state?
Where can I begin, hasn't anyone ever told you you got 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 in under our only obligations
Equality, honesty, independence, intelligence.
Emotional, and devotional, humbly seekin to hear God when He's speakin.
At one time my mind couldn't conceive, 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 yo' class, I couldn't see all yo' ass, and I was very content,
You deserve every compliment, now,
Remember our indifferences make up the same, you got to have the game,
Or you ain't gone be able to take care of yourself.
And love, when I look at you, I see my reflection.
So I offer my love, affection, and protection.
Shawty, you dead fine, but the bottom line is,
You still my sister.
Hook
Well I said you're my beginning my end,
You're my sister, lover, and friend
Lordy, your light from within
It shines, for 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
Verse 2
[Big Gipp]
I met you in Yawnew, saw you again on Marietta, downtown Atlanta,
Checkin yo' long legs got me smirkin, fixed me dinner one night
Candles lit, kinda thought you was slick in the beginning
But it turned 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 gone by, brought a baby girl into this world
Made her parents grand folks, household with no pork.
Took care of ye, you, me, when she 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.
Hook
Verse 3
[Khujo]
No need to compete with the music loud, or StaffCo. But on the scale of 1 to 10 you a 12.
I chose her over jail and hell, originally from A-T-L.
[T-Mo]
Compatible souls come together under bad weather
To discuss distrust amongst the so-called good in every wo-man
How I wish this was true, I deal with facts only, already done cloned me
While I sing the blues with there's only one God that's watchin over our every step
I need this 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 quick to game, he tried to not eat, of a girl fallin for the O.K.
Let the pistol smoke the one who lived by, die by,
Is horror of how a relationship can be
[Khujo]
I rolls the dice, takin a chance, and crappin out, like today, Bun, I lost one over the best hips
Natural thick lips, no animal fat implants, wide load.
Just started working at the airport, 19 years old, worth more her weight in gold
But it was all my fault, so don't cry, I was stained
If down the line I want you back and the feelin and 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 Treat or Martin
I wanted to be more than friends
Beautiful Black Skin.
Hook (X2)
I'm runnin outta breath in here. He heh.
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