You Aint Fly Lyrics by Roots, The

You Aint Fly Lyrics

    You ain't fly
    You ain't fly
    You ain't fly
    So go 'head, witcha self
    (repeat 4x)

    [blackthought]
    I'm just playin the wall, i'm just playin the wall
    Coolin with my niggaz on the right, hold tight
    Late friday night strobelight shine bright blind
    Coolin at this party with the sugars on my mind
    It's the sex patrol, the sex patrol
    Yeah the young sis was stacked wicked, wanted me to kick it
    Said i never dance, made advance outside
    Took a glance to expect, shorty was correct
    So it seemed, her name shavon, age seventeen
    I flipped when i seen her eyes, bloodshot green
    She said she wanted riches and a nigga with cash
    Lex land' or a path', didn't know the half
    I react to flip the script and get ill
    My man malik b kept telling me to relax
    Diggin how you're livin on some unreal high
    As i realize -- you're not that fly

    You ain't fly
    You ain't fly
    You ain't fly
    So go 'head, witcha self
    (repeat 4x)

    [malik b]
    Dig it, you see sisters is thinkin that i snooze
    She must don't know, i have a sister confused
    Thinkin that she's pretty and saditty when i spill
    She said, "i might, i think i can, alright i will."
    Tossed up was the digits cause the game is like splendor
    I said, "sabrina yea, i met you way back in december; you remember."
    She said, "i guess."
    Substitute to santa, she was sittin on the desk
    And then she said, "you never called me; mailk you never tried to press.
    You never tried to push the seven buttons and address."
    I said, "hold up sis -- you're out of order, man you lost it.
    My name ain't jake; malik's no flake that's frosted."
    Tryin to cause a scene sabrina's rest is self-redeemed
    She thought she was cute, but never made it on my team
    I should beam up, about-face fall out
    And don'tcha even dare to ask why -- because you're not that fly

    You ain't fly
    You ain't fly
    You ain't fly
    So go 'head, witcha self
    (repeat 4x)

    [?uestlove]
    Mmmmmm strollin in my pumas down the avenue
    Not tokin on a j, not sippin on a brew
    Saw a soul sister on the streets of five-two
    "mmm, my name's question, ummmm, who are you?"
    She didn't respond, she didn't respond
    ???*muffled voice*??? -- continue on
    Thought to myself, should of said a little louder
    Bet hurry up before she gets lost in the crowd of
    "excuse me miss, excuse me miss"
    "no, i'm not havin it!" i just got dissed
    I didn't get mad, was calm and collect
    I didn't call her bitch, i didn't break her neck
    Start to wonder why the brothers disrespect the cutie
    It's a place of 180's and the high-priced floozie
    As she walked away, man i couldn't deny
    Started lying to myself, man she wasn't that fly

    You ain't fly
    You ain't fly
    You ain't fly
    So go 'head, witcha self
    (repeat 4x)

    [blackthought]
    Black, butter umm... that's what i be
    Had to tell a girl to set her mind free
    Use the third eye possibly you will see
    What you get, with material objects
    Wanna be the envy of the whole projects gettin loot
    Pretty in your cute limited express suit
    Baby i can see everything you wanna be
    See you're gamin as a key to escape poverty
    Known to be shown around, sport about her niggaz
    Thinkin you a woman cause your ass got bigger
    Kickin it to me as if i don't know the time
    But i'm the blackthought, i'm all up in your mind
    I figure you the kind to say, "give me a call"
    But then switch to act strange, countin on my change
    Pay to the order of who??? not you
    Why? you're not that fly

    You ain't fly
    You ain't fly
    You ain't fly
    So go 'head, witcha self
    (repeat 8x)

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