Dae la Soul - Own Beat Lyrics

Oooh...
Chilling to my own beat
Solitude and sweet tea
Chilling to my own beat
Solitude and sweet tea

Badu Bada
I'm swinging from Nirvana
My middle name D'vohna so I go a little harder
Soft hearted, but this dome is every building
To the ceiling
(It's ever building, my niggah)
To the ceiling
It's ever building
To the ceiling
It's ever building
It's ever building
It's ever building
To the ceiling

No you can't stop her and she trippin'
Don't prop her
Speak proper with my brown lips
Yo, my hips popping when that beat droppin'
And that ass shake like an earthquake
Lord my words baked nice and high
I get a little wise when that bud hit my eyes
Bud wiser when that bud hit my eyes
I'm bud wiser
I'm bud wiser
When that bud hit my eyes I'm bud wiser
Like closed open
Like a Louie red vest
Yo my shoulders showing!
Hit the deck when the lower class
Get the knowing
F*ck the rest we coming up
Wait a sec - we running up
Black women on the front lines for the prize
No ducking hon
Get yo shit ready, you the lucky one
Go and f*ck it up, let 'em know what's up
But keep it humbled up
And keep it bundled up
'Cause it get a little cold in the winter
(Yeah it get a little cold)
It get a little cold
Yeah it get a little cold
It get a little

People change by the winter
So when January hit, your circle a little thinner
Yo I wonder why
I wonder why
(Like I wonder why)
Yo I wonder why that is like
Why is that? Like
Ya'll fake? Is that why? Ya'll just fake? Like
Damn I wonder why... f*ck
(I can't f*ck with it yeah)

'Cause people change
People fake and don't know it
True colors show it!
Be real with yourself niggah
So you can own it
You got a power in yourself
Flaunt it to your own beat
Bob your head to your own beat
Bob your head to your own beat
Chillin' to your own beat
(Yeah)
Chillin' to your own beat
(Yeah yeah yeah Yeah)

Chillin to your own beat
Solitude and sweet tea
Chillin' Chillin
Chillin' to my own beat
To my own beat
To my own beat
To my own beat
Chillin' to my own beat!
Chillin' Chillin' Chillin'
To my own beat
I'm chillin'
I'm chillin' chillin'

Keep your anxiety
I'm high oh please
Oh honey
Yeah
Sugar honey ice tea mixed up delightfully
Incense burning
Erykah Badu got my head turning
And these haters keep lurking
Never met me in person
So I nod to my own beat
To my own beat!
Improv thats how you do it
Old school
Mixed with new school
It's something new I'm giving to you
So chill it to your own beat
Hey
Dae La Soul
Dae La Dae La Dae La Soul
Dae La Dae La Dae La Soul
Dae La Dae La, Dae La Soul niggah