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black n' plastic - bbu lyrics

[intro – barbie girl sample]
hiya barbie!
hi ken!
you wanna go for a ride?
sure ken!
jump in!
(car vroooooooms off)

[hook]
(hey!)
hey you, girl
(hey!)
ova there
(hey!)
ova where?
(hey!)
ova there!
(hey!)
lemme see if you really know watsup
(hey!)
get ‘em up
get ‘em up
get ‘em up
get ‘em up
get ‘em up
get ‘em up
get ‘em up
get ‘em up

[verse 1: illekt]
i brought a gq magazine
c0ke fiend
cover girls
and all them other girls who want to look like other girls
tell me, tell me
do you really love yaself?
and when you do this
is you really thinking of yaself?
she said, “love me, love me
go ahead and deceive me
pretend that you need me
‘cause ain’t n0body love me better
i hope this love will last forever
i love you like i love my sweater
i got it from dolce and gabana
do you love me as much as you love your marijuana?”
i said, “honestly, baby girl
i just don’t know
‘cause it seems like me and you just don’t go
‘cause you ain’t smart
if you had the heart
you woulda played the part
you wouldn’ta asked the dark

[hook]

[verse 2: epic]
she’s a next top model
livin’ life full-throttle
body by mattel
but the heart seems hollow
if you talking cash then that -ss will follow
if not, give her you number and she’ll call you back tomorrow
sorrow’s ant-thesis, dewalt’s miss elizabeth
it’s chanel to pick a fit
find’s a vic to get the sh-t
not a hold i’ll fit the script, not militant or ignorant
dependent independent chick
the only words that fit in scripts
sick of all the hypocrites
never seen in hipster cliques
dim n-ggas ain’t got the grip
you n-ggas ain’t got the trip
he said, she full of sh-t
she said, “i’m rich biiiiiiiiiitch!”
so it is what it is

[hook]

[verse 3: j-sson]
we are all so tragic
wrapped in plastic
lost our souls down this revolution road
gone lmf40- lame, asher roth soft
suburban–ss wiggas turned urban outfitters
a chetland circuit for some get fresh n-ggas
a diy scene made a corporation dream
trade our (?) store soul for some street wear clothes
make us ken and barbie and forgot about who are we
we tell them we’re deep and arty paying homage to the party
but me and them are not the same
my name is j-sson
too down to earth to ever be a martian
or a man on the moon
not dissin’ them dudes
i do what i do
for my bbu crew
see, came into the scene on some “who the f-ck is you?”
and now we got them girlies screaming, “all we do is juke
all we do is juke
all we do is juke.”

[hook]

- bbu lyrics

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