- Votes:
- Composer:
- Raymond Lawrence Riley
 
- Tags:
- conscious hip hop
- revolutionary hip hop
 
- See also:
The Coup - Nowalaters lyrics
Well if you thrust, eventually you gonna gush
 And I'm implyin' I ain't had no business cryin'
 'Cause we used the rubber twice
 And we knew that shit was dyin' to bust
 Well, we was only seventeen
 But you was older in between
 And in my fresh Adidas fits
 I used to come more clean than Jeru
 Jerkin' off in a can of chlorine
 Sophisticated with the game I was spittin' in
 A nymphomaniac was with it
 That's just a clip, more experience
 Be on my chest when I was put to the test
 You said, "Goddamn nigga, that ain't how ya get it in"
 Dashboards for the leverage
 Tall cans for beverage
 The weed can make you courageous
 Make a Honda Civic seem so spacious
 Make five minutes seem like ages, anyway
 You smelled like care-free curl and nowalaters, baby
 Said you liked high-top fades and Jesse Johnson's crazy
 Seventeen, all on you like chicken and some gravy
 Learned a lot, thank you much, today I'm still campaignin'
 The lake don't smell so bad now, do it
 Don't trip off ya hair, baby, just re-glue it
 The windows is fogged up, can't nobody view it?
 Put down the O E and turn up the Howard Hewett
 And some more, we had things to discuss
 Like how we do it, we got amniotic fluid
 And a baby floatin' though it
 Hey, imagine if it look like us
 It was me up in the vaginary
 And I'ma love my kids whether real or imaginary
 Quit school, work well depends at the mall
 Next to Fashion Berry, operation cash and carry
 Manual labor from six to noon
 Makin' six kabooms
 Got a baby that's fixin' to bloomThe Coup - Nowalaters - http://motolyrics.com/the-coup/nowalaters-lyrics.html
 And he befits the groom plus grips the spoon
 So let me twist the ploom
 And inhale and emit the fumes
 You smelled like care-free curl and nowalaters, baby
 Said you liked high-top fades and Jesse Johnson's crazy
 Seventeen, all on you like chicken and some gravy
 Learned a lot, thank you much, today I'm still campaignin'
 I was composed, I didn't even crack a frown
 I was supposed to let my parents fall down
 And show my ass when I found that the baby was
 Four months early and around ten pounds
 I heard a lot of bad things about teenage mothers
 From those who don't really give a fuck about life
 She said, "It ain't so much that they startin' out younger
 It's just they supposed to be more like a wife"
 Meanin' you ain't shit without a man to guide you
 If ya mama tried to feed you that she lied too
 Make ya grab any motherfucker that ride through
 If jobs are applied to knots can get tied too
 Plus I know that you must have been scared
 It made it easy when the feelings were shared
 Flashback to 20/20, I know you waitin' for the dollars
 'Cause you knew I had funny money
 Yellin' all loud like I'ma tear the whole hood up
 Don't tempt me 'cause the real daddy stood up
 He said, ?I was a mark for believin' in you
 Now it's more that I'm seein' is true?
 There's a few things I'd like to say in this letter
 Like I wish I would've seen him grow
 And ask my wife I learned to fuck much better
 And thank you for lettin' me go
 Yeah, thank you for lettin' me go
 For real, thank you for lettin' me go
 You smelled like care-free curl and nowalaters, baby
 Said you liked high-top fades and Jesse Johnson's crazy
 Seventeen, all on you like chicken and some gravy
 Learned a lot, thank you much, today I'm still campaignin'











