Jazzy Belle OutKast

[Intro: André 3000]
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: André 3000]
Oh, yes, I love her like Egyptian
Want a description? My royal highness
So many plusses when I bust that there can't be no minus
Went from yelling crickets and crows
Bitches and hoes to queen thangs
Over the years I been up on my toes, and yes, I seen thangs
Like Kilroy, chill boy, because them folks might think you soft
Talking like that, man, fuck them niggas, I'm going off
And coming right back like boomerangs when you throw 'em
With these old ghetto poems, thinking it's better for 'em
When they can let they thumb down from hitchhiking
Inviting niggas into the temple they call their body
Now everybody got it, had it, talked about it amongst they friends
Coming around my crew looking Jazzy, wanna pretend
Like you Ms. Goody Four-Shoes, even Bo knew that you got poked
Like acupuncture patients
While our nation is a boat, straight sinking
I hate thinking that these the future mommas of our chill'un
They fucking a different nigga every time they get the feeling to
I'm willing to go the extra kilometer
Just to see my señorita get her pillow
On the side of my bed where no girl ever stay
House and doctor was the games we used to play
But now it's real Jazzy Belle