I Used to Love H.E.R.

A-yes, yes, y'all, and you don't stop

To the beat y'all, and you don't stop

Yes, yes, y'all, and you don't stop

A-one, two, y'all, and you don't stop

A-yes, yes, y'all, and you don't stop

And to the beat, Com Sense'll be the sure shot, come on

I met this girl when I was ten years old

And what I loved most, she had so much soul

She was old school when I was just a shorty

Never knew throughout my life, she would be there for me

On the regular, not a church girl, she was secular

Not about the money, those studs was mic checking her

But I respected her, she hit me in the heart

A few New York **** had did her in the park

But she was there for me, and I was there for her

Pull out a chair for her, turn on the air for her

And just cool out, cool out and listen to her

Sitting on bone, wishing that I could do her

Eventually if it was meant to be, then it would be

'Cause we related, physically and mentally

And she was fun then, I'd be geeked when she'd come around

Slim was fresh, yo, when she was underground

Original, pure, untampered, a down sister

Boy, I tell ya, I miss her

A-yes, yes, y'all, and you don't stop

To the beat y'all, and you don't stop

A-yes, yes, y'all, and you don't stop

A-one, two, y'all, and you don't stop

A-yes, yes, y'all, and you don't stop

Uh, Com Sense y'all, and you don't stop

A-yes, yes, y'all, and you don't stop

UAC, yo, we gotta be the sure shot

Now periodically, I would see

Old girl at the clubs, and at the house parties

She didn't have a body, but she started getting thick quick

Did a couple of videos and became Afrocentric

Out goes the weave, in goes the braids, beads, medallions

She was on that tip about stopping the violence

About my people, she was teaching me

By not preaching to me, but speaking to me in a method that was leisurely

So easily, I approach

She dug my rap, that's how we got close

But then she broke to the West Coast, and that was cool

'Cause around the same time, I went away to school

And I'm a man of expanding, so why should I stand in her way?

She probably get her money in L.A.

And she did stud, she got big pub, but what was foul

She said that the pro-Black was going out of style

She said Afrocentricity was of the past

So she got into R&B, hip-house, bass, and jazz

Now Black music is Black music, and it's all good

I wasn't salty she was with the "Boys in the Hood"

'Cause that was good for her, she was becoming well-rounded

I thought it was dope how she was on that freestyle shit

Just having fun, not worried about anyone

And you could tell by how her titties hung

A-yes, yes, y'all, and you don't stop

To the beat y'all, and you don't stop

A-yes, yes, y'all, and you don't stop

One, two, y'all, and you don't stop

A-yes, yes, y'all, and you don't stop

And to the beat, Com gotta be the sure shot

A-yes, yes, y'all, and you don't stop

Check it on, check it, mmm, mmm, mmm, bust it, bust it

I might've failed to mention that this chick was creative

Once the man got to her, he altered her native

Told her if she got an image and a gimmick

That she could make money, and she did it like a dummy

Now I see her in commercials, she's universal

She used to only swing it with the inner-city circle

Now she be in the 'burbs, looking rock and dressing hippie

And on some dumb shit when she comes to the city

Talking about popping Glocks, serving rocks and hitting switches

Now she's a gangsta rolling with gangsta bitches

Always smoking blunts and getting drunk

Telling me sad stories, now she only fucks with the funk

Stressing how hardcore and real she is

She was really the realest before she got into showbiz

I did her, not just to say that I did it

But I'm committed, but so many **** hit it

That she's just not the same letting all these groupies do her

I see **** slamming her, and taking her to the sewer

But I'ma take her back hoping that the shit stop

'Cause who I'm talking 'bout, y'all, is hip-hop

A-to the beat y'all, and you don't stop

A-yes, yes, y'all, and you don't stop

Mainframe, yo, they gotta be the sure shot

A-yes, yes, y'all, and you don't stop

A-to the beat y'all, and you don't stop

A-yes, yes, y'all, and you don't stop

A-one, two, Com Sense is gonna drop

I Used to Love H.E.R.

I Used to Love H.E.R.

I Used to Love H.E.R.

I Used to Love H.E.R.

I Used to Love H.E.R.

I Used to Love H.E.R., went and fucked it up to shit, y'all