Testi:
Mother Hips This Is A Man

This is a man who walks around with his head held high but his pants are falling down. And this is a man who understands the red in his eye and the

vary Black people all been promised jewels we lost already My cross is heavy, I carry it, this is my burden Look at the sky, see chariots while the Earth is

know that you wantin this tell me can you handle it show me how you work dem hips and maybe you can roll with it Two months of conversation man its a

, got a record, go and check it Or you can get ate up, pass me a plate of A little seafood, I find a phone and ring a date up So never start a track without

to my cousin Jeff And allatha and allathat This is how we gon' move this yo, word is bond S.D., in the house Definitely pumpin the shit like this And this is

of basketball, Mademoiselle, look I ain't Biggie Smalls, I don't even want a story to tell I'm a lover, not a fighter, alright" But then a girl walked

lie and a man by choice [Kardinal Offishall] Walkin through London a balck man (nigga) Walkin through Rexdale a black man (nigga) Strollin through Dectaur as a black man

the gasoline Get your mack upon a candy queen Make her shake it like a tamborine Get your money from a honey Then you bounce like a man be on a trampoline

ya lips Keep a real good jean on ya hips You can get it And to my dudes If you keep a good bitch in ya crew And you rock a good mother fucken suit And