| Yeah, they call me black and ugly
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| But I go so hard, make the whole world love me
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| I remember when y’all used to call me ugly
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| Isnt it ironic know you all just wanna love me
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| So concerned wit weight I’m mo' Chucky than I am chubby
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| Confidence of a porn star the day I cut the horns off
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| Took all my demons threw em down hill in a buggy
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| Then stood on top the hill and did the milly rock and dougie
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| Screamin only God can judge me
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| I’m feeling like the misle
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| Now y’all come around and kiss up to me, wish you knew
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| All masta’s grandchildren fantasize bout Crystal’s
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| You could neva diss me
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| I’m more Leo, you more grizzly
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| Watch yo mouth these country boys carrying tools like Dabnis Brickey
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| The tesla, the BMi benzo I ain’t picky
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| Talking appearance ain’t no diss to me
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| No one dissin' me
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| I been to hell and back
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| And came back up here screaming victory
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| Still rockin wit the triple 3
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| 9 Wonder, my summer
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| Feeling like Pete & Pete’s
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| In memory of D&D
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| I’m still rockin whether it’s me rapping of Quentin T
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| You all about the benjamins, I’m all about the family
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| I got the fellas rockin, see we working on a dynasty
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| Black and ugly as ever and still nobody fine as me
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| No one been as kind as me
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| Only one kind of me
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| Im already better than what you niggasl still trying to be
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| Yeah, they call me black and ugly
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| But I go so hard, make the whole world love me
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| Brown skin persons
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| All my light skin persons
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| We so mutherfuckin beautiful, wow
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| It’s personal
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| Diary, and frankly this game
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| I’m Stylin
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| My camp concentration, and focus been on a thousand
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| Black bottom Jordan’s
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| My sole black as organs
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| Of chain smokers and churches that sang hymns to organs
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| Ol' bae, looking for love but I can’t reward em
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| Never be the same like what they did to New Orleans
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| You’re never gonna part them
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| Connected like apartments
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| Squad thick as thieves, I flip out like cartwheels
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| Get better like Lamar did
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| I’m never gonna owe dem
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| Man versus machine don’t underestimate a soldier
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| D Block my sister
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| E Money my sister
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| Tia that’s my clique I only rock wit real sistas
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| Snow Hill my home not once did you hear me stutter
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| But you hung on every single word that I ever uttered
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| ‘Cus, ion smoke crack motherfucker I sell It
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| Send it through the pipeline, they know who I rep
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| They know how I rap
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| They know ion rest
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| The system quick to arrest
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| If Bobby Brown tell it
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| I’m the best new edition
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| Heard ya whispering Tracy Ellis
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| I’m more than black-ish
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| This what real life rap is
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| My hair don’t look natural so they question my blackness
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| Rachel got over, Guess that’s a fucked up standard
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| Fuck yall even, Fuck yall odd
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| How I’m weird cuz ion rap bout dumb shit like yall?
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| See I’m feel just like BOB, baby
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| Where the love at?
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| Don’t need no more trouble
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| But got beef by the double
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| That’s a different kinda drive thru
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| Mono e mono
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| Put my fist up for everyone that dissed us
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| They talk about my lisp more than they put me on the list whew
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| I know shit ‘bout him and I know shit ‘bout her
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| But, I don’t shit where I sleep
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| So don’t shit on none of yall
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| That ain’t in my armor
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| I believe in karma
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| I whip my ass wit Charmin everyday, nigga
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| Just like you
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| Hope you brush your teeth fo' you get up and talk shit bout me
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| Yeah, they call me black and ugly
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| But I go so hard, make the whole world love me |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Black & Ugly , by - Rapsody. Song from the album Laila’s Wisdom, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп