De La Soul and Camp Lo - So Good

The girls look so good
But their brains aren't ready
I don't know
I'd rather talk to a woman
And keep this money comin' heavy
So here we go
You see, the girls look so good
But their brains aren't ready
I don't know
I'd rather talk to a woman
And keep this money comin' heavy
So here we go (yeah, yo, yo)

Yo, we in Miami, Jack, Beam, Johnny Walker and Conner Onery
What I spit resembles the reactions of Sean Connery
Last tango, it's octopus season and we be breezin'
In the '98 Pinto, we squeezin' Sacramento
With this little Amazon who like to wear thongs and drink
Mini screwdrivers in the glass house 'til she pass out
And on the blue moon
I like to blink neons in my beamer on zoom
Is you feelin' me, cat? (Yo)

Get on your mark (mark)
Get set (set) for the tours
Go up against me, I'll be the founder of your loss
I know your whole story, bringing terror to your territory
Huzzah, no mercenary wonder why
Select the illest dubs up in clubs
Where you can cop a lap dance scrimmage
By sentimental mellow laptops, that's how it is
Age of her and his tryna get theirs
Buildin' on thrones to leave to their heirs
See what I do feeds my fam, my babies
My record company and occasionally some ladies
Who's gonna get it? Me and Suede 'bout to set it
At the baton, De La and the Camp bring the charm

Hey yo, the girls look so good
But their brains aren't ready
I don't know
I'd rather talk to a woman
And keep this money comin' heavy
So here we go
You see, the girls look so good
But their brains aren't ready
I don't know
I'd rather talk to a woman
And keep this money comin' heavy
So here we go

Yo, I'm exchangin' eyes with Miss Mizubi
Plain, they leave jeans on
Switching like seasons, gettin' my squeeze on
Slippin' notes, half on remote, coat it with latex
She dangerous, so I'ma play it safe sex

Batteries not included, Magic and half-suited
Cuties yo' flow pretty
They nigga ball
And I'm sure you forgot (who?)
The diamond babies (who?)
Crashed the crystal
There's glass all on misses kids
Dr. No No is Dr. Yes
Fly my temperatures from the closet, the project
I'm the Magic black rainbow, Lo leprechaun
Just splash the day-lo don't forget that

So let it be known
Places we flown, the way that we zone
It's equivocated in some fire but it's cooked out
Look out, De La don't care, Lo-a don't care
It's multitude of language, my mellow, get it right

Son, the girls look so good
But their brains aren't ready
I don't know
I'd rather talk to a woman
And keep this money comin' steady
So here we go

Ayo, pass the Chewbacc'
You see these Star Wars sink a par four?
I'm all in these feels like Sean to Montour
Stretching from toe to chin at the coco inn
Sun blindin' me, Stevie, but you got my backgammon
Spot you, pink on a plate like salmon
Who know about the Ham-a-let, money all in the cabinets
Reppin' like reptiles, let the scale speak
Act sweet, get that ass bump to the backseat

My ass is sittin' on an arrow, that's how much I'm on point
Anoint mics from mountain to gutter
Put the butter in the scotches
We treat trends like watches, set 'em
If you got a crew (better tell 'em)

We the Sunshine Boys
At a time prime choice
Alarm the fine voice
That includes tha moto-ramas
Keep the Lo behind us
Lust and goodbye lady
Flush from gloss Mercedes
De La, you so crazy

Yeah, the girls look so good
But their brains aren't ready
I don't know
I'd rather talk to a woman
And keep this cash comin' steady
So here we go
You see, the girls look so good
But their brains aren't ready
I don't know
I'd rather talk to a woman
And keep this money comin' heavy
So here we go

Yeah, forever laid out
And always zigged out, we on a stakeout
The weather's nice, we can ride around, I got the 8 out
We never played out
Always paid out, know the difference
I'll be fumes on you nutant lifeforms, so keep your distance

It's a grand prix, sort of fantasy, fancy-free
First, we harpoon the fish then we deep six
Then we cover the moon, lips for prefix
Now we pull out the brooms so we can sweep this, Lo-a

Lay jewels to make your ears drool, slow your rushin'
My Soviets, son, all we get is a damn shame
Sponsor the campaign, Billboard's awards
De La for presidential-elect, place your bets

Went from unknown to blown in '89 was living single
With a single on the box, keepin' it lit
And once again the wide world 'bout to play the battered spouse
While the soul of Camp-Lo start swingin' these hits (uh-huh)

You see, the girls look so good
But their brains aren't ready
I don't know
I'd rather talk to a woman
And keep this cash comin' steady
So here we go
You see, the girls look so good
But their brains aren't ready
I don't know
I'd rather talk to a woman
And keep this money comin' heavy
So here we go
You see, the girls look so good
But their brains aren't ready
I don't know
I'd rather talk to a woman
And keep this conversation heavy
So here we go

Written by:
Salahadeen Wilds, Saladine Wallace, David Jude Jolicoeur, Kelvin Mercer

Publisher:
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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