Gather round everybody,
everybody clap your hands
Now I never tried this shit before
but I'll do the best I can
Now I got something to say to you, and you might not appreciate it,
but I don't give a damn if you like it or not.
In fact, I don't care if you hate it.
I ain't trying to start no shit. I
ain't trying to raise no sin.
I'm just trying to say what I got to say
in a language you understand.
Now you know my name ain't
Fatback. I ain't part of
Sugar
Hill.
I'm just trying to pass this message to
you to show you how I feel.
Uh -oh, I think I'm losing him I
gotta get him back
What would
Curtis
Blow do at a time like this?
Say ho!
Ho!
Say ho!
Ho!
Hip hip de hip de hip bop bop de hip
hip de hip de hippity hop
Fuck
Breakdown!
Now that I got your attention again
I wanna get right to the point
Hey you over there with the
braids in your hair
Suck up what I did,
George
Say ho!
Here we go
I got your attention again
I wanna speak to you about
White girls on the arms of our
It's not bad enough they gettin'
the good thing
They got the men callin' them honey
It wouldn't be so bad but every
time they get one
They get one that got them honey
They say they got them
cause we ain't cool
All we do is fuss
They marry them and the court
take the money
They come back broke to us
Now we done waited 400 years
Just to get rid of all the cotton sack
The white man finally let
you make some money
And you fools give it all back
Now I know you're ready to
break this record
And it's the last time you'll play it
But there's some wo men
who think like me
So damn it, I had to say it
She had to say it
I had to say it
She had to say it
Uh
Hell, I think I got them now
Look at the crowd I'm drawing in
Chugs, I got them there
There's some
Pro ball players
Hey
They say music soothes the savage beasts,
give me some music, damn all the hand -clappin',
give me some music.
Y 'all can stop I guess the
band got white girls too
Say ho!
Ho!
Ho!
ho!
Ho!
Now hold on there don't you go nowhere
I ain't finished with this mess
There's a few more things I'm hold
in' inside I'd like to get off my chest
I wanna talk to all you complainers
Now, let us get this straight
You tell me you got no
money for food
Then why the hell you overweight?
Now, I know I'm gettin' you angry
I heard one call me a tramp
But have you ever noticed the size of these
people on line for food stamps?
Now, I've had people
ask me for jobs
But find someone to cut the grass
If you ask someone to clean your house,
they'll tell you to kiss their ass
Now I don't cook, I don't do it to me
Do the floor,
then ask them what do you do
And they look at you and say ho
You ho
They say ho
You ho
Now I know this song is stupid
It's my dues, I got to pay it
So remember before you attack me
Hell, I had to say it
She had to say it
I had to say it
She had to say it
I had to say it
She had to say it
I also have to get me
some roller skates
There's no need for violence
I'll go quiet
Oh, shit!
Who is this in this butter
-lickin' white outfit?
I'm the
Grand
Sack
Clown from the
KKK, and I'm here to make you an
honorary member of our organization.
I see. I'm leaving.
Thank you very much.
Uh -huh.
I thought this only happened in
Dixie.
I could have sworn I was...
No. I'm getting the shit out of here.
Yeah, I am definitely going.
Good night, y 'all.
Good night, y 'all.
You
Millie Jackson 
