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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gangsta Boo
Vocals
Big Boi
Vocals
André 3000
Vocals
David Sheats
Keyboards
Rashida Eco Roberts
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
André Benjamin
Songwriter
Antwan Patton
Songwriter
David Sheats
Songwriter
Lola Mitchell
Songwriter
Rashida Eco Roberts
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Earthtone III
Producer
John Frye
Recording Engineer
Vincent Alexander
Assistant Recording Engineer
Leslie Brathwaite
Mixing Engineer
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Nigga quit being so got damn selfish
Put it in ya pelvis
Let it work, gyrate, motivate
I'll call before I come
I won't just pop over, out the blue
I hope that you do too
I'll call before I come
I won't just pop up over, out the blue
No, after you
Oh, thank you Lord for throwing some shy
Bones in my body let me tell you why
If not so, I'd be too, too bad
When it comes to pink polka dots and plaids
Glad to meet you, my name is Dre
But you can call me Possum Aloysuis Jenkins
Andre 3000 for short
And naaw I don't want to see your thongs
I kinda dig them old school cute regular draws
And I will pause for your cause
I'll call before I come
I won't just pop over, out the blue
I hope that you do too
I'll call before I come
I won't just pop up over, out the blue
No, after you
I'm a gentleman, I'm a satisfy your soul
And then I'm a get mine
Like Wimbledon we back and forth across the court
Until we give out, do you take it all or spit it out
Are you faking the funk and living a lie
Do you really know what it feels like
To have no control over the G spot?
It's like a brand new pair of Reeboks or a junkie freshly detoxed
You feel the tingling all over like convulsions or the rooster pox
I used to not give a damn
But now I make it a point just to please you
So you can go back and tell all your buddies, I Pretty D'd you
I'll call before I come
I won't just pop over, out the blue
I hope that you do too
I'll call before I come
I won't just pop up over, out the blue
No, after you
Let's see what you wanna do with the Gangsta Boo
Let's cut, nigga, nigga what, I'll cut you too
Coming through in a Escalade limo, tint with shade
Purple haze in the ashtray ready to get a blaze
What the biz nigga jump on in relax wit a lady
Wit a reputation known for sexing niggas till they crazy
Whatcha mean dog, telling a playa like Boo to call before I come
You a game I'm fucking on you for fun
Join the bandwagon nigga it's a Gangsta Boo party
Everybody wanna join come and freak wit somebody
Riding Jaguars, riding Prowlers all sports cars
Hitting strip bars wit the top down, fuck y'all
Groupie you need to be glad you even knew me
Do me and tell all my friends you truly blew me
I'll call before I come
I won't just pop over, out the blue
I hope that you do too
I'll call before I come
I won't just pop up over, out the blue
No, after you
Nigga you better dial 404-584 well bump all that
But shit you'd better call before you get here and that's a fact
Before you get your feelings hurt
Because you caught me playing nurse
Wit a stethoscope running around in one of those cute short white skirts
I tried to tell you, but you wouldn't respond to Aloysius
Peeped in the window saw me cooking shrimp
In high heels and washing dishes
For Daddy Fat Sax and it's something I couldn't explain
I know it's a dirty, dirty game, but you should called before you came
I'll call before I come
I won't just pop over, out the blue
I hope that you do too
I'll call before I come
I won't just pop up over, out the blue
No, after you
Writer(s): Andre Benjamin, Antwan Patton, Lola Mitchell, David Sheats, Rashida Roberts
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