Rosa Parks

Ah ha hush dat fuss

Everybody move to da back of the bus

Do you wanna bump and skrump wit us

We da type of people make da club get crunk

Many a day has passed, the night has gone by

But still I find the time to put that bump off in your eye

Total chaos, for these playas, thought we was absent

We taking another route to represent the Dungeon family

Like Grade A, me and and my nigga decide to take the back way

We stabbin every city when we headed to that bat cave

A-T-I, Georgia, what we do for ya

Bull doggin hoes like them Georgetown Hoyas

Boy you soundin silly, thank my Brougham aint sittin pretty

Doin doughnuts round you suckas like them circles around tittiesDAMN we

Committee gone burn it down

But us gone bust you in the mouth with the chorus now

I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game

To simulate then activate the left and right brain

Said baby boy you're only funky as your last cut

You focus on the past your ass'll be a has what

That's one to live by or either that one to die to

I try to just throw it at you determine your own adventure

Andre, got to her station heres my destination

She got off the bus, the conversation lingered in my head forhours

Took a shower kinda sour cause my favorite group aint commin witit

But I'm witcha you cause you problay goin through it anyway

But anyhow when in doubt, went on out and bought it

Cause I thought it would be jammin, but examine all theflawsky-wasky

Awfully sad and its costly but that's all shit

And I hope I never have to float in that boat

Up shits creek its week is the last quote

That I want to hear when I'm goin down when all's said and done

And we got a new joe in town

When the record playa get skippin and slowin down

All yawl can say is them niggas earned that crown, but until then