Buddy - Black 2 Lyrics

Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, yeah
Sound 'bout right
Oh, no, that sounded, that sound 'bout right
Uh-huh, yeah
Nah, you ain't, you ain't never tell the law
You ain't told the law
Yeah, uh

Everybody wanna be an athlete (athlete)
Everybody wanna rap on beats (rap on beats)
Everybody wanna eat watermelon and fried chicken
But sorry it's a black thing (it's a black thing)
Everybody wanna hit after me (after me)
Watch your back, 'cause they after me (after me)
Got different women up in my living room tryna measure my dick
Maybe it's a black thing (it's black thing)
Don't sub-tweet at me (at me)
We was kickin' freestyles in the backseat (backseat)
We was ditchin' classrooms, did it gladly
You can't sell drugs in the alley, yeah
Finally got a pot I can piss in
Workin' overtime, and you can tell if you listen
I don't wanna find or divide or division
I been gettin' high niggas, it's a black thing (it's a black thing)
Yeah, back shots 'til she knock me (knock me)
I be on new shit, so they copy, the debauchery
Go ahead then watch me, nigga, don't watch TV (TV)
You can get it all on CD (CD), vinyl it's homicidal
Every time you at my recital I will serve you like appetizers
You should know nigga, I'm your idol, I'm your idol now

Grew up in the west, bumpin' Dogg, Pound and Jigga
Everybody wanna be black, don't nobody wanna be a nigga, uh
Feel like Malcolm X, peekin' outside my window
Everybody wanna be black, but don't nobody wanna be a nigga, uh

Everybody tryna get dreads and shit (dreads and shit), but they ain't African (African)
All the light girls gettin' the tan so they can darken they skin
I'm sorry, it's a black thing (it's a black thing)
I don't give a fuck, yeah, I said the shit, with the rhetoric
Everybody wanna design something for Louis Vuitton
Baby, it's a black thing (it's black thing)
Blacked out in the backseat in the black Jeep listening to "Black" by me (by me)
You can catch me at "Taste of Soul" eating on gumbo with the black eyes peas
Black on black on black, nigga, I'm back on back on track
My shit black owned, if you ain't a nigga then you can't say nigga
It's a black thing (it's a black thing)
Spike Lee do the right thing (right thing)
Uh, don't step on my Nikes, just got these
Go rogue for the neck piece, nigga, yup in my white tee (yup)
Know you wanna be just like me, huh?
'Til the police wanna lock me up
Chevy on creep, black Airforce 1's
We just gon' be, we just gon' be
You can ask about me

Grew up in the west, bumpin' Dogg, Pound and Jigga
Everybody wanna be black, don't nobody wanna be a nigga, uh
Feel like Malcolm X, peekin' outside my window
Everybody wanna be black, but don't nobody wanna be a nigga, uh