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drop the mic - the new day vs. swv lyrics

[round 1: the new day’s xavier woods]
i was happy to see we got swv
hey, when was y’all’s last hit, way back in ’73?
yo, respect. we know that for a while you were gone
we only listen to good music, we don’t know your songs
weren’t y’all the ones that parked my car today?
went from sisters with voices to sisters who valet
congrats, oh my god, you got back together
no matter how you try, tlc is much better

[round 1: swv’s taj]
you three supposed to be tough, but you’re a walking sideshow
no wonder you have a trombone, you actually blow
and it’s easy to expose all of your shortcomings
on stage lookin’ like the cast of -cool runnings-
and kofi has a swagger that’s an obvious fail
you a grown–ss man and you wear pigtails?
we been around for 30 years and you hardly even matter
i’m glad you brought pancakes, ’cause tonight you gettin’ battered

[round 2: the new day’s big e]
c-ko, taj, and lelee are just foolish
released a christmas alb-m that made me wish i was jewish
it’s almost impossible for people to not hate ya
i’ll tell ya right here: it’s just human nature
taj married a footballer who’s not good at winning
which makes sense, ’cause you’re probably just as good at singing
facing this team was your biggest misfortune
you’re like destiny’s child if those children were orphans

[round 2: swv’s lelee]
when i saw big e, i thought it was a prank
wearin’ pink panties and yo’ booty stank
mess with swv, don’t f-ck with me
you’ll need your own phd to give yourself therapy
you think you’re so original with all of that flair
but your whole style is ripping off koko b. ware
lookin’ at you on stage, i’m tryna adjust
three dudes in spandex just want -sses like us

[round 3: the new day’s kofi kingston]
yo, your careers have come to the end of the road
you look like en vogue in some real tacky clothes
in ’98 you went solo, which worked brilliantly
’cause after the world ignored your group, they ignored you individually
c-ko tried gospel, but didn’t have luck
jesus loves everyone, but thinks your songs suck
we’re not impressed when it comes to your crew
you said, “we’re swv,” and the crowd said, “who?”

[round 3: swv’s c-ko & c-ko + lelee]
screw you, ’cause we ain’t got nuttin’ to prove
three clown–ss dudes, and i don’t even know you
[you fake–ss?] jamaican with your fake–ss [voice?]
can’t be a real man, ’cause you keep comin’ up short
look at you, lookin’ real stupid up there
i know you ain’t gettin’ no -ss with all that dumb sh-t you wear
and just like that, we about to send you home
yo, taj, bring out the trombone

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