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Common - Tricks up My Sleeve Lyrics

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I'm a Jake I don't bake a cake
I'm not a cake daddy you know the type be pullin up in a Caddy
With a drop top see when I hoe hop I kick it to the bus stop (what?)
And it's goodie goodie gumdrops
I don't be droppin' squat but to the heads they think it's topnotch
I'm skippin' over every other dip as if it's
Hop hop hop hop hop hop hop hop hopscotch watch
Hey hey yo man, ay man, look at ol' girl
She got a BIG ass! (Yo man, sic her.)
Hey man, hey, hey sweetheart, how you doin?
I'm doi'n fine.
Oh word? What's your name?
Why don't you come over to the house so I can put you in the
Buck bang!
Alright check it, you see I only bag ya for a second
You never see me beggin', you see the slimmie naked
In my headroom, mo' better yet my bedroom
Tippedy tokin', and stutterin' as if she's Max Headroom
Redroom (Redrum?) No I ain't a murderer
I'm Jake the Rake, yo sorry if I'm hurtin' the
Vaginal area, fallopian tubes and your cervix
I strongly recommend that for your gen' you get some Jerkins
I find it beneficial; not to force the issue
I just blow my shit and wipe you see a head it's like tissue
Use em and throw em away, see a hoe a day is essential
If you want a piece of the rock, trick, go to Prudential
Cause I rock a buyer babe on the treetop
And when the wind blows, my dick'll get hard, the cradle will rock
I'm like the peacock on N-B-C, nothin' but cock
I pump, pump pump it up yo, like a Reebok
Hey, I don't sell junk, but I'm a Junkyard Dog
And when I Duke it's a Hazard, so call me Boss Hog
Or Roscoe Pecol, oh! pain
That's the sound of the Caravan, running the train
Yeah yeah, bitch
That's the sound of the Caravan, running the train
Heck it out, check it out yeah, in yo' eye!
Yeah! Ha! Yeah!
Twilight Tone got tricks up my sleeve
Immenslope got tricks up my sleeve
Yo D-R-K got tricks up my sleeve
De La Soul got tricks up my sleeve
JuJu got tricks up my sleeve
The Nubian Nut got tricks up my sleeve
Com Sense got tricks up my sleeve
("Wait I got another trick up my sleeve")

I'm not a Jake or a Rake or a hoe, but I got the mo' better
For head of the class
And if you ask me I'm not tryin' ta be drastic
I'm not a bitch like Robin Givens I'm concerned about your
Plastic, ask it, I'll tell you what you want to know
And if I tell you no, don't be all up on it dope
Frontin' so your friends won't know that you got the 86
So you call me a bitch
You get your kicks, but Kix and Trix are for kids
I don't turn no tricks, I don't suck no Dix-ie cups
I hops in the hubba hubba bubba I'm like
Al B. stud, cause if I'm not your lover or your friend
Don't try to spend, waste your time
Tryin' to get a taste of mine but you ain't tastin' mine
So find a new type puss, cause if I don't like you
You ain't gettin' service G, this ain't the drive through
Drive by, way far, and everything'll be groovy
Then you pester me? Yo I'ma tell ya like the Nubians
Move on black brother move on
You gotta move on black brother move on
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