So Fly (Now We’ve Had Her)

By Clipse

On Road to Till the Casket Drops

Released on 2008

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[Intro]

Oddz N Endz


[Verse 1 (false starts): Pusha T]

Benzes, Bimmers, drug dealer demeanors

Crews fell apart letting hoes get—

Benzes, Bimmers, drug dealer demeanors

Crews fell apart letting hoes get between ‘em

Benzes, Bimmers, drug dealer demeanors

Crews fell apart letting hoes get between ‘em

Not to demean ‘em, that’s just how we seen ‘em

Trading bitches off since balling was buying Zimas


[Verse 1: Pusha T]

Benzes, Bimmers, drug dealer demeanors

Crews fell apart letting hoes get between ‘em

Not to demean ‘em, that’s just how we seen ‘em

Trading bitches off since balling was buying Zimas

Like, “Sip that,” then, tell her, “Kick back”

Close girlfriends, broke ‘em apart like Kit-Kats

Old to me now, bitch used to blow me down

Big Bad Wolf with my homie, we calls her “Hand-Me-Down”

Haha, feels like I’m taking off

Set the camera up, look at her take ‘em off

Jeans stuck at her ankles, now, watch her shake ‘em off

Rep ruined in one night, now, I’m skating off

What you thought was get-back was jsut wack

Comparing notes and chokes as we sit back

High-fiving off the stunt we pulled

A good girl gone bad for good, by Push-Ton


[Hook: Pusha T]

I had her, and he had her

Then, he had her; now, we’ve had her

Now, I had her, and he had her

And he had her; now, we’ve had her

You see, I had her; then, he had her

Then, he had her; now, we’ve had her

See, I had her; then, he had her

Then, he had her; now, we’ve had her


[Verse 2: Malice]

I just take my pick and roll, pass it off, give and go

I can’t get involved, feelings make it difficult

Sparing your heart is me, be an adult

Before it goes too far, I bring it to a halt

My girl find out, I turn to the Hulk

So ‘less it’s for good luck, you don’t throw salt

And give thought to how the fairytale ends

I tell her, I insist on her keeping her male friends

I can’t take the blame for you catching a tailwind

Stick to the script, like Biggie would tell Kim

Bitches got the audacity

Thinking they gon’ be my wife-to-be; now, kick it, bitch

I buy ‘em all, Louie, pardon my bag of tricks

The C4 S4, they ask to sit

With dual airbags in case I crash the whip

220 redline, I got cash to get


[Hook: Pusha T]

I had her, and he had her

Then, he had her; now, we’ve had her

Now, I had her, and he had her

And he had her; now, we’ve had her

You see, I had her; then, he had her

Then, he had her; now, we’ve had her

See, I had her; then, he had her

Then, he had her; now, we’ve had her


[Outro: Pusha T]

See, sis?

We do girl records, right?

Hahahahahahaha

Yo, I be calling you, telling you ‘bout all this shit that be going on down here

Fast bitches

You know I like fast girls, though

I can’t—You know what I’m saying?

I always need ‘em fast

They always forget they past

Then, we both wake up

Hahahahaha

Fuck it