Marcus Garvey

Let me take it back to Africa {x3} When I rock the party like Marcus Garvey Let me take it back to Africa {x3} When I rock the party like... [Hook] Baby girl 'f' the skeptics Go head shake it like an epileptic Baby girl 'f' the skeptics Go head shake it, shake it, shake it up Baby girl 'f' the skeptics Go head shake it like an epileptic Or a gol' dang salt shaker, 'f' the skeptics Go 'head shake it, shake it... [Verse One] If you ever changed your race like MJ did Would you never show your face like MJ's kids? Everybody know them kids ain't his Man everybody love some big fake titties Really I'm sayin' it just ain't fair Cause everybody know them breast ain't hers So here my solution, nigga don't trip The Constitution was written on him So twist up some Freedom, hit that hard Get lit like Kendrick's guitar If I'm in the bar then I'm a problem Houston I'm hung like Ray J, they say I ran through mo' bitches than Brandy Understandable the women can't stand me They gotta lie down when they givin' up they panties Scantly clad in public The club is nothin' but a pond in the concrete jungle Keepin' Wafeek humble Hell no, he lyin' My ego is bigger than Kobe Bryant's Trust me, the Hall Of Fame must induct me Cause I don't gotta force these white girls to fuck me Sooo Unless you're from another world Africa's your mother, it don't matter 'bout your color girl That rap rhythm that you heard from the womb In delivery, givin' birth to you, is you kiddin' me? Move [Hook] Let me take it back to Africa {x3} When I rock the party like Marcus Garvey Let me take it back to Africa {x3} When I rock the party like...