Letra Start It Over de Nappy Roots original

Skinny DeVille>
Fell in the dump, it's about a quarter past twelve (twelve)
Skinny with the rest of Nappy comin as well (well)
Any nigga in this bitch ain't confident in his gal (gal)
Gonna lose it shortly after it, soon as ya put it past her
We '50 Playaz Deep' in this bitch, like Drunken Master
How long you think them fine days was really gonna last for?
We slow and slum, you young and dumb, and clueless to disaster
We creepin on ya faster than a buzzard on ya bastards
Step - introduce myself, Skinny the country rapper
And the second step; I leave her mesmorized and then I blast her
Like hundred spoke, we tighter with that game than Sunday Pastor
Mind up out the solar system with this country pimpin
Plus the third dimension, need to stop look and listen
We twenty-inchin to the telly plus we on a mission
Skinny bigger fishin, to the well and Moby Dickin
Step fo', lemme show ya how we get to dippin
Count 'em
Chorus: R. Prophit>

Slide on up and tap her shoulder (what?)
Get in her mind and try to mold her (huh?)
Back on up, let me show ya (how?)
Now start it over
Back on up, now let me show ya (aww awright)
Slide on up and tap her shoulder (what?)
I'm ready fo' her
Get in her mind and try to mold her (huh?)

R. Prophit>
I'ma spit it real life for ya, not cuttin no bakin soda
This is for the pimps and playaz that practice yoga
Bet a thousand playa, now watch me make my quota
All it takes is a couple of shots and off with yo' gut
Rollin in the new cotton-toed now scoot over
Banana seeds is nice, baby please come closer
Just a fan of MTV, now I guess the hoe en-vy me
Really wettin knots in chemistry
Dropped my bow, saw her bobbin her head to the beat
Ol' lighty-skinned petite, ol' seductive freak
She's a bad motherfucker, had ya walkin the bee
Girl, where ya change at? Girl it cost to eat
I feel ya dawg, Prophit never loved these hoes
Never went to buy no clothes at the mall and chose to stay hard
Was tryna leave my knees when weak
Weavin through two plugs, took it out and shot on her mink
Chorus: R. Prophit>

B. Stille>

Nappy gon' do it to ya like it ain't been done before
Hardcore, all fours, on the floor, up against the door

Big V>
Give her the telly key and room number to where we be tonight
Aim to please tonight, tryna freak tonight

BS> Aww man I'm so thirsty could drink a pint
BV> Man I'm so hungry could eat a dyke, you hear me hollarin?
BS> I heard ya right, dirty minds; they think alike
BV> Us two guys in here, you know ya got to get live in here (True!)
BS> Horizontal, diagonal, vertical, Viagra
BV> I wanna put it deep in yo... (ooohh!)
BS> Magnum, Sir Magnus, on the matress
BV> Whylin in it, every which-a-way
BV> With this dick get it, situated
BS> Get it get it, here kitty kitty
BS> Hump it like a dog, lick it like a frog
BV> Big V sophisticated with B., don't stop
BV> Question; is it wet enough (yeah!) lemme check it (yeah!)
BS> She gettin spun like this Nappy Root record - disrespect it

Chorus: R. Prophit - 2X