Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song ...& On , by - Erykah Badu. Song from the album Mama's Gun, in the genre R&BRelease date: 20.11.2000
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
...& On |
| A one-one, two one two |
| On &on &on &on |
| Wake the fuck up 'cause it’s been too long |
| Say wait a minute, Queen |
| What’s your name |
| I be that gypsy |
| Flippin' life game from the right brain |
| Ascension maintained |
| Rolling through like a burning flame |
| Like a super nova star |
| She be the light |
| When they in the dark |
| Morning |
| The moon pass the sun |
| Four constellations start forming |
| Across up in the sky |
| But everybody wanna ask me why |
| What good do your words do |
| If they can’t understand you |
| Don’t go talkin' that shit Badu, Badu |
| What good do your words do |
| If they can’t understand you |
| Don’t go talkin' that shit Badu, Badu |
| Said I’m a Pisces |
| Zika deka del |
| Well well I’m raising hell |
| People always tryin' to find the world I’m in |
| I’m the envy of the women and I rule the men |
| 2 fish, 1 swimmin' up stream |
| 1 swimmin' down livin' in a dream |
| But when she loves she tends to cling |
| When incense burns, smoke unfurls |
| Analog girl in a digital world |
| The rasta style flower child |
| Zip dip dow, zip dip dow |
| The gold tooth smile |
| Split them vowels |
| Bling bloom bling, melinated |
| I’m 'bout ta give birth to church |
| But everybody want to ask this earth |
| What' |
| What good do your words do |
| If they can’t understand you |
| Don’t go talkin' that shit Badu, Badu |
| What good do your words do |
| If they can’t understand you |
| Don’t go talkin' that shit Badu, Badu |
| Bridge! |
| I remember when I went |
| With Momma to the Washateria |
| Remember how I felt the day |
| I first started my period |
| Remember there in school one day |
| I learned I was inferior |
| Water in my cereal |
| Badu in your stereo |
| Holla if you hear me though |
| Remembering is good if you don’t |
| Let it be the fear in you |
| Wrap ya head with this material |
| Cause you did not do your math |
| My cypher keeps moving like a rolling stone |
| Mad props to god ja born |
| Things just ain’t the same for singers |
| Gotta sing on the beat the bring us |
| But that’s all I have ain’t got no mo |
| But still the people really wanna to know |
| What good do your words do |
| If they can’t understand you |
| Don’t go talkin' that shit Badu, Badu |
| What good do your words do |
| If they can’t understand you |
| Don’t go talkin' that shit Badu, Badu |