A Tribe Called Quest - Butter Lyrics

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Verse one: phife dawg

1988 senior year garvey high

Where all the guys were corny but the girls were mad fly

Loungin with the tipster coolin with sha

Scopin out the honeys - they know who they are

I was the b-ball playin fly rhyme sayin

Fly girl gettin but never was I sweatin

Cause when it came to honeys I would go on a stroll

Until I met my match - her name was flo

Yeah - I messed around with the one called flo

All the troopers round the way used to call her a ho

But deep down in my heart I knew that flo was good to go

Cause I thought it was me - like bell biv devoe

But little did I know that she was playin with my mind

The only thing I learned is good girls are hard to find

I feel like heavy d I need somebody for me

Not someone whos mind is blank and tryin to juice me for my bank

Swingin with my main man lucky behind my back

What type of crap is that - yo hows about a smack?

Word life I can't front - thought I was all that

But now it seems I met my match

Was a stone cold lover you couldnt tell me jack

Settlin down with one girl wasn't tryin to hear that

I had tonya tamika sharon karen

Tina stacy julie tracy

Used ta love em leave em skeeze em tease em

Find em lose em - also abuse em

My whole attitude was new day next hon

And believe it or not they all got done

Well here comes flo with the crazy whip appeal

And Im all true man like alexander oneal

Is this really love then again how would I know

After all this time tryin to be a superhoe

She finally played me but yo I'd find another

Cause I got the crazy game and yo Im smooth like butter

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Chorus: q-tip

Butter like butter baby . . . [repeat 2x]

Not no parkay not no margarine

Strickly butter baby strictly butter

Verse two: phife dawg

I remember when

Girls were goodie two shoes but now they turned to freaks

Allofasudden we love you phife - ease of ho my names malik

Phife this phife that where you goin where you at

These girls don't know me from jack yet I feel like the mack

You didn't want me then so hon don't want me now

Here here - take the towel wipe off your brow

And take the ccontact out your eye you're far from lookin fly

You get an e for effort and t for nice try

Now tell me what's the reason for dyin your hair

Slum village gold still danglin in your ear

You barely have a neck but still sportin a rope

Four-finger ring just so phifer can scope

You looked in the mirror didn't know what to do

Yesterday your eyes were brown but today they are blue

Your whole appearance is a lie and it could never be true

And if you really loved yourself then you would try and be you

If your hair and eyes were real I wouldn't have dissed ya

But since it was bought I had to dismiss ya

If you can't achieve it then why not try and weave it

If you can't extend it then you might as well suspend it

If you can't braid it best thing to do is fade it

I asked who did your hair and you tell me diane made it

If you were you and just you talk to you maybe

But I can't stand no bionic lady

Tryin hard to look fly but yo you're lookin dumber

If I wanted someone like you I woulda swung with jamie summers

You wanna be treated right see father mc

Or check ralph tresvant for sens-a-tiv-i-ty

See I am not the one I got more game than parker brothers

Phife dog is on the mic and Im smooth like butter . . .

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