A Tribe Called Quest - 8 Million Stories Lyrics
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8 Million Stories
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What Are The Lyrics For 8 Million Stories By A Tribe Called Quest?
Went to Carvel to get a milkshake
This honey ripped me off for all my loot cakes The car, oh yeah, there's money in my jacket Somebody broke into my ride and cold macked it Yo Tip I tell you man the Devil's tryin' it But I'm goin' to stay strong cause I ain't buyin' it Tonight I'm taking Sherry out, I don't have jack to wear You know I gots to look dipped in the fresh new gear Cool I found something so I ironed it I then got caught up on the phone, oh shit, I'm frying it Will someone tell me what did I do to deserve this? I think I'll, pull out my suit for Sunday service My little brother wants Barney, cool, I'm gettin' it Took him down to Kay-Bee, they ain't sellin' it Here we go with the crying, yo he's throwing fits My blood pressure's blowing up, I can't take the shit Finally got what he wanted, now he's good to go Again the ride was smashed, where's my radio? One time, the car was in the shop I had to borrow, see They had no mercy on the car, Lyor will kill me Where the hell can Nicki be? I'm gonna smack her up I got the tickets for the Knicks and she cold stood me up I need to hit a honey off, Jarobi pass the phone Pulled out my book of hoes, oh yo, Sheila's home Steady smiling like a mother yo I'm read' to bone Went down on hon, she's in the red zone Stressed out more than anyone could ever be Forever tryin' to clear the samples for my new LP Everybody knows I go to Georgia often Got on the flight and I ended up in Boston With all these trials and tribulations, yo, I've been affected And to top it off, Starks got ejected Problems, problems, problems Woe is me, I'm having problems, problems, problems Just last week my girl was stressin' me Now her best friend be undressing me Well I was loving her by the moon ray Now I'm tricking on her like Kinte' (c'mon) Bought a bag of izm from the smoke shop Walking towards the car, here come the damn cops Now I'm station bound for the Thai sticks I bought it for my man, I don't believe this shit Coach sat me down from the ball team Cause I was breaking niggas on the inseams Some niggas 'cross town was trying to stick me All I had was shorts, a dollar fifty Picked up this girl in the hooptie Just because I rhyme she tried to soup me Pay for this, pay for that, loot for nails and hair Who the hell you think I am, Mr. Belvedere? Go and get a bloody job, then can we look cute Even if you give me boots, you'll never see my loot She wasn't even all of that, just another hooker So I turned that ass away, quick like Chuckii Booker Sometimes you gotta put the hoes in their friggin' place Just move from in front me with your batty face! Problems, problems, problems Lord knows I'm havin' problems, problems, problems Jesus Christ, I'm havin' problems, problems, problems Pray for me, I'm havin' problems, problems, problems Yeah Yeah Just lay down your burdens by the riverside Ha, and you'll be alright, know what I'm sayin'? Love and peace from Phife for '93, know what I'm sayin'? Tribe Called Quest, Shaheed and Tip This is how we flip My man Muhammad in the house, huh (come on, come on) Zulu Nation in the house, huh (come on, come on) Subroc is in the house, huh (come on, come on) My man Skeff in the house, huh (come on, come on) Jarobi White is in the house, huh (come on, come on) Bob Power in the house, huh (come on, come on) My man Eric in the house, huh (come on, come on) My man Litro in the house, huh (come on, come on) Help me out y'all, help me out now Help me out y'all, help me out now Help me out God, I really need ya Help me out now, I really need ya Help me out y'all, help me out now I'm having problems, help me out now Really need ya, to help me out now Help me out y'all, help me out now Help me out y'all, help me out now Help me out y'all, help me out now Help me out God, I really need ya Havin problems, help me out now (Help me, help me, help me, help me, help me, help me Help me, help me, help me, help me, help me, help me, Muhammad) |
Who Wrote 8 Million Stories By A Tribe Called Quest?
Ali Shaheed Jones-muhammad, Kamaal Ibn John Fareed, Malik Izaak Taylor, Skeffington V. Anselm
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What's The Duration Of The 8 Million Stories By A Tribe Called Quest?The duration of 8 Million Stories is 4:22 minutes and seconds. |
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