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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Little Brother
Performer
Big Pooh
Vocals
L.E.G.A.C.Y.
Rap
Phonte
Vocals
Stacey Powell
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
9th Wonder
Songwriter
P. Coleman
Songwriter
T. Jones
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Patrick Douthit
Producer
Lyrics
Good evening ladies and gentlemen
This is Eddie Hendricks, the legend
I wanna thank you for comin' out this evening
And I'm sorry about that $2 coverage charge but
We have to pay for the entertainment
As I present to you
Phonte
Big Pooh
9th Wonder
So y'all just put your hands together
As we bring to the stage
Little Brother
Little Brother
You got to go ahead and do a little somethin' for 'em
Hey, I flew in from N-C to keep us movin' on schedule
Nat Cole shit, I'm King Unforgettable
Writin' on the plane, these words is barely legible
But once again back is the incredible
The
Little Brother, we number one
Always gettin' the job done, we some smooth operators
Haters come close but they can't touch
Run back and they can't rush
Imagine that shit
Jay Dee's dreams is plastic
I'm tired of stretchin' money out like elastic
Drastic measures we gon' have to take
Like servin' classes up fresh out the gate
Without the papers, we 'bout to get this rap shit nailed down
'Cause stakes is high, so I eat at Taco Bell now
Yo, get it up 'cause it's alright for y'all to yell now
Wearin' yo' Avirex, the cowry shell down
It's so beautiful (Oh)
So fabulous (Come on)
So exclusive (Oh)
So extravagant (What you want?)
We money makin'
The show stoppin' MCs
Never fakin' and keep on
If you think you can out rhyme me
Boy I bet
I ain't met the motherfucka who can do that yet
While they played out rhymes, remain odd
I stay cool like James Todd and still remain dominant
Up in yo' spot tonight, we steady rockin' it
And I'm gonna knock you out, just like momma said to Lenny
The blunt smokes, cigarettes, Henny
But it's somethin' 'bout these hoes, Lord forgive me
I stepped in about a quarter past
You know, whatever
I'm tryin' to get up on some ass, like whatever
And grab a quick bite by the end of the night
I'm drained, tryin' to complain
And knees killin' me, right
But you know we got that hot shit
Known to rock the block and cause turbulence when you in the cockpit
Cool, 'cause he don't get upset
I grab a bucket of wings, get some snacks and I jet
It's so beautiful (Oh)
So fabulous (Come on)
So exclusive (Oh)
So extravagant (What you want?)
We money makin'
The show stoppin' MCs
Never fakin' and keep on
It's so beautiful (Oh)
So fabulous (Come on)
So exclusive (Oh)
So extravagant (What you want?)
We money makin'
The show stoppin' MCs
Never fakin' and keep on
MC P-O, people call me Pooh
When I'm bustin' up the party, I'ma rock for you
9th is cuttin' up for the
**** in the Just-Us League
And to you rappers takin' all figures
For industry **** to ball players
Droppin' 'em off of all makers
With yo' whole team in ambulances
We buildin' more beef than cattle ranches
Against the snowstorms and avalanches
Well, it was one of those days
Not much to do
I was steady writin' rhymes
For the Little Brother crew
Of the two, be Phonte and 9th, plus Eccentric
And Big Doe in case I didn't mention
But did you tell 'em 'bout the League?
Oh yes, the League of Just-Us
And did you remember what they need?
These kids, they want substance
Rhymes and beats keep my pay flowin' lovely
But I'ma save crumbs and pass it off to Dougie
This is all about no doubt for Little Brother
But first, let's take a moment to recover
Shwang
This has been written, it's never bitten
You keep forgettin'
The lyrics on tracks that I'm spittin'
The only thing worse are the MCs that I'm rippin'
They talkin' shit an' wishin'
Some of these guys gettin' all hurked up
From a ghost written rhyme by a chump
Word up
It don't make you a big man and
To wanna diss Little Brother man and
We all know, it's part of the plan (Why?)
'Cause Phonte and Pooh is in full demand
It's so beautiful (Oh)
So fabulous (Come on)
So exclusive (Oh)
So extravagant (What you want?)
We money makin'
(The show stoppin' MCs)
Never fakin' and keep on
It's so beautiful (Oh)
So fabulous (Come on)
So exclusive (Oh)
So extravagant (What you want?)
We money makin'
(The show stoppin' MCs)
Never fakin' and keep on
One time for your mind
One time for your mind
One time for your mind
One time for your mind
One time for your mind
Two times for my **** Big Pooh
Three times for my Greensboro dimes
Seven times, whatever
I don't trip
Doe don't trip
9th don't trip
Leg don't trip
Mike don't trip
Tay don't trip
Just-Us League forever
Written by: P. Coleman, Patrick Douthit, T. Jones