Butter - A Tribe Called Quest

作词：Kamaal Fareed/Ali Shaheed Muhammad/Malik Taylor

作曲：Kamaal Fareed/Ali Shaheed Muhammad/Malik Taylor

１９８８ senior year at Garvey High

Where all the guys were corny

but the girls were mad fly

Lounging with the Tipster cooling with Sha

Scoping out the honeys they know who they are

I was the b-ball playing fly rhyme saying

Fly girl getting but never was I sweating

Cause when it came to honeys

I would go on a stroll

Until I met my match her name was Flo

Yeah I messed around with the one called Flo

All the troopers round the way used to call her a ho

But deep down in my heart

I knew that Flo was good to go

Cause I thought it was me like Bell Biv Devoe

But little did I know that

she was playing with my mind

The only thing I learned

is good girls are hard to find

I feel like Heavy D I need somebody for me

Not someone whose mind is blank

and tryna juice me for my banks

Swinging with my main man Lucky behind my back

What type of crap is that yo how's about a smack

Word life I can't front thought I was all that

But now it seems I've met my match

I was a stone cold lover you couldn't tell me jack

Settling down with one girl wasn't trying to hear that

I had Tonya Tamika Sharon Karen

Tina Stacy Julie Tracy

Used to love 'em leave 'em skeeze 'em tease 'em

Find 'em lose 'em also abuse 'em

My whole attitude was new day next hon

And believe it or not they all got done

Well here comes Flo with the crazy whip appeal

And I'm all true man like Alexander O'Neal

Is this really love then again how would I know

After all this time trying to be a super ho

She finally played me but yo I'd find another

Cause I got the crazy game and yo

I'm smooth like butter

Ayo it's like butter it's like butter baby

It's like butter it's like butter baby

It's like butter it's like butter baby

It's like butter it's like butter baby

It's like butter it's like butter baby

It's like butter it's like the butter baby

Not no Parkay not no margarine

Strictly butter strictly butter baby

I remember when girls were goodie two shoes

But now they turning freaks

All of a sudden we love you Phife ease off ho

My name's Malik

Phife this Phife that where you going where you at

These girls don't know me

from jack yet I feel like the Mack

You didn't want me then

so yo hon don't want me now

Here here take the towel wipe off your brow

And take the contact out your

eye you're far from looking fly

You get an E for effort and T for nice try

Now tell me what's the reason for dying your hair

Slum village gold still dangling in your ear

You barely have a neck but still sporting a rope

Four-finger ring just so Phifer can scope

You looked in the mirror didn't know what to do

Yesterday your eyes were brown

but today they are blue

Your whole appearance is a lie

and it could never be true

And if you really liked yourself

then you would try and be you

If your hair and eyes were real

I wouldn't have dissed ya

But since it was bought I had to dismiss ya

But if you can't achieve it then

why not try and weave it

If you can't extend it then you

might as well suspend it

If you can't braid it best thing to do is fade it

I asked who did your hair and you tell me

Diane made it

If you were you and just you talk to you maybe

But I can't stand no bionic lady

Trying hard to look fly but yo you're looking dumber

If I wanted someone like you

I would've swung with Jaime Sommers

You wanna be treated right see Father MC

Or check Ralph Tresvant for sensitivity

Cause I am not the one

I got more game than Parker Brothers

Phife Dawg is on the mic and

I'm smooth like butter