Key: F minor
Verse 1
Em
Bm
A-yes, yes
Em
Bm
yes y'all,
To the beat, y'all, and you don't stop
Bm
Em
Yes, yes, y'all, and you don't stop
A-one, two, two, y'all,
and you don't stop
Bm
Em
A-yes, yes yes y'all,
and you don't stop
Bm
And to the beat Com Sense'll be the sure shot,
Verse 2
come on
A
C
An d what I loved most,
she had so much soul
was just a shorty
A
C
Never knew throughout my life
she would be there for me
she was secular
A
C
Not about the money,
them studs was mic-checkin' her
her
she hit me in the heart
A
C
A few New York niggas had did
her in the park
and I was there for her
A
C
Pull out a chair for her,
turn on the air for her
and listen to her
A
C
Sittin' on bone,
wishin' that I could do her
then it would be
A
C
'Cause we related,
physically and mentally
I'd be geeked when she'd come around
A
C
Slim was fresh, yo,
when she was underground
Em
Original, pure, untampered, a down sister
A
C
Boy, I tell you, I miss her
Verse 3
To the beat, y'all, and you don't stop
A-one, two, two, y'all,
and you don't stop
Bm
Em
A-yes, yes yes y'all,
and you don't stop
A-Com Sense Sense y'all,
and you don't stop
Bm
Em
A-yes, yes yes y'all,
and you don't stop
UAC, yo, we gotta be the sure shot
Verse 4
but she started gettin' thick quick
beads, medallions
A
C
She was on that tip about
stoppin' the violence
In a method that was leisurely,
and that was cool
A
C
'Cause around the same time,
I went away to school
but what was foul
A
C
She said that the pro-black was
was goin' out of style
Em
She said, "Afrocentricity was of the past"
A
C
So she got into R&B, hip-house,
bass, and jazz
and it's all good
A
C
I wasn't salty she was with
the boys in the hood
she was becomin' well-rounded
A
C
I I thought it was dope how she was on
that freestyle shit
Em
Just havin' fun, not worried about anyone
Verse 5
C
Bm
Em
A-yes, yes yes y'all, and you don't stop
A-yes, yes yes y'all,
A-one, two, two, y'all,
Bm
Em
A-yes, yes yes y'all,
and you don't stop
And to the beat Com gotta
be the sure shot
C
Em
A-yes, yes yes y'all, and you don't stop
Bm
If you don't check it, mm-mm, bust bust it, bust it I
Em
might've failed to mention that this chick was creative
A
C
Once The Man got to her,
Told her if she got an image
and a gimmick
she's universal
A
C
She used to only swing it with
the inner-city circle
circle
lookin' rock and dressin' hippie
A
C
And on some dumb shit when
she comes to the city
servin' rocks and hittin' switches
A
C
Now she's a gangsta rollin'
with gangsta bitches
and gettin' drunk
A
C
She was really the realest,
before she got into showbiz
C
committed)
But so many niggas hit it
lettin' all these goofies do her
A
C
I see niggas slammin' her
and takin' her to the sewer
hopin' that the shit stop
A
C
'Cause who I'm talkin' about,
Verse 6
Em
To To the beat, y'all, and you don't stop
Bm
Em
A-yes, yes yes y'all,
and you don't stop
Mainframe, yo, they gotta be the sure shot
Bm
Em
A-yes, yes, yes, y'all,
and you don't stop
To the beat, y'all, and you don't stop
and you don't stop
Bm
Em
Com Sense is gonna drop, haha
Verse 7
I used to love H.E.R.
uh
I used to love H.E.R.
A
C
Uh-uh, uh, uh
uh
I used to love H.E.R.
Em
Uh-uh, uh, uh
uh
I used to love H.E.R.
A
Uh-uh, uh, uh
Uh-uh, uh, uh
uh
I used to love H.E.R.
A
C
Went and fucked up all the shit, y'all
Verse 8
man?"
A
C
"I think you're overstepping
A
C
"I can't do this anymore
I can't do this anymore"
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