Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Speaking Of A Girl Named Suzy, artist - Stetsasonic. Album song Blood, Sweat & No Tears, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 30.06.1991
Record label: Tommy Boy
Song language: English
Speaking Of A Girl Named Suzy |
Oh that’s right, baby bubba |
We gon' talk about this girl named Suzy, bubba |
She ain’t no floosey, though |
She’s a doosey |
Speaking about that girl named Suzy cause she’s groovy, baby bubba |
Ah, we funky down here, y’all |
Come here, Suzy baby |
Let me rub you down, Suzy baby |
Ah, you fat bubba-mubba-wabba |
Speaking of a girl named Suzy |
Said she’d do anything to soothe me |
Take off clothes or put em back on |
Ain’t that right, Wise? |
(Word is bond) |
Comin from the show she was always there |
It’s like we couldn’t get her out of our hair |
She would even follow us late at night |
Right, Delite? |
(Yo, believe the hype) |
Suzy was a girl we couldn’t get enough of |
Can’t say it was love, cause I don’t know what it was |
Homeboys said she was a real loose cutie |
So I tapped the Dad and said, «Yo, we got a Suzy» |
Speakin of a girl named Suzy |
Yeah, yeah |
(Suzy) (4x) |
Do you remember that day, we was on the tour bus |
Listened to a tape, I think it was the Cold Crush |
Suzy heard the tape and said, «Who's that?» |
Delite said (Shhh, just sit on my lap) |
She said, «Okay, whatever you say» |
I saw the game and asked: «Can I play?» |
She said, «Sure,» I said, «Really? |
And what about the rest of the Stet posse?» |
She just smiled and I just grinned |
And the band, they got ready to win |
Or should I say start, or should I say begin |
Anyway you put it, she was all in |
Started on the tour bus, she was in a rush |
(Rush to do what?!) You know what’s up |
The bus had three rooms, she started in the first |
And it was pretty bad, but the second got worse |
And in the third I had to tip my hat |
(You mean it was like that, hops?) Yo, it was like that |
Suzy had a thing for the boys in the band |
And the band bein Stet, be assured, my man |
Everything that glitters ain’t always gold |
But for all the groups, yo, she broke the mold |
Speakin of a girl named Suzy |
Yeah, yeah |
(Suzy) (4x) |
Right before a show, Cap Center, D. C |
I looked at Wise, the Dad looked at me |
We slapped five while the band got ready |
Then we all glanced around for Suzy |
Had a monogramm top with our names of each |
A two-piece bikini like you wear on a beach |
A shape no man could bever forget |
And on the back of her shorts — mh, take me to the bridge |
(Do it now) |
(Suzy) |
(Uno, dos, tres, quattro) |
Then one day, it was in the winter |
Snow was on the ground, we were leavin Philly |
I was in my bunk, geared to my radio |
Wrapped in his blanket, cause it was kinda chilly |
Not too long after, we all fell asleep |
And the snow storm got a lot worse |
Our bus driver started dozin off |
The bus started driftin, Suzy noticed first |
She awoke the crew, and the driver, no doubt |
Saved our lives, and that’s a fact |
And one thing about Suzy, you all should know |
She may be a groupie, but we love her to the max, Jack |
Ah, Oran Juice Jones |
Don’t be 'yo baby-in' me, I am not Suzy |
Everybody, let me tell you: |
Suzy is a DOG |
A REAL DOG |
You know, she’s a real dog |
A German Sheperd dog with a leash and a flea collar |
And a tail and fur and everything? |
She’s a real dog and she’s following em |
Because they draggin her on a leash with a can of Alpo in they pockets! |
Let me tell y’all every- |
Ah, Wise |
Wise. |
Wake up |
I’m tryin to cut a record here |
Hello? |
Wake up! |
I — I’m over here |
MC Delite, I’m over here |
Blind as a fat child |
I’m over here |
Somebody (…) they got the 2 for 1 sale today |
That’s right |
DBC — late again! |
Child live another day, gotta take the bus, won’t you get a car? |
Daddy-O — will you stop spittin on me |
Child, I don’t need a shower, baby, you do, but I don’t |
Oh-oh in comes walking Gary with the Gary hairstyle |
Mr. Bobby Simmons actin like a big time producer |
Yeah, we all remember when |
Don’t start frontin now |
Ah — Prince Paul. |
Pat’s on the phone! |
Ha-ha. |
Child, you been walkin down the street, guys be tryin to rap to you? |
This one guy was playin the Africa stuff |
He said, «Yo baby, you know somethin? |
If we was back in Africa I would marry you |
I would give you 26 or 27 babies |
And I will buy your mother a cow» |
I said, «Honey, if I have 26 or 27 babies |
I’mma need 13 titties and I’mma BE A COW |
What is your problem?» |
Then this other guy walked up to me, he says |
«Ooh baby, you know somethin, when I think of you? |
Won’t you just come over here and let me be your peppermint paddy» |
I said, «When I bite into YOUR peppermint paddy |
Honey, I’ll give you the feeling, the sensation |
Of bein in a sewer barefooted |
Now get out my face!» |
These guys are so stupid, child |
A lot of them think that ??? |
is a flavor |
It’s not, it really ain’t! |
Child, we gotta put up with them cause they all we got |
So take it easy |
Awwwww! |
— in effect |
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