Yeah! This here's the anthem y'all. That one girl who's always at the show 

for one reason only. Next time y'all see her, I want y'all to say... 



[Hook:] 

Hi-dee-hi-dee-hi-dee-hi (Hi-dee-hi-dee-hi-dee-hi) 

Ho-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (Ho-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) 

Hee-dee-hee-dee-hee-dee-hee (Hee-dee-hee-dee-hee-dee-hee) 

Ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay (Ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay) 

Hi-dee-hi-dee-hi-dee-hi (Hi-dee-hi-dee-hi-dee-hi) 

Ho-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (Ho-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) 

Hee-dee-hee-dee-hee-dee-hee (Hee-dee-hee-dee-hee-dee-hee) 

Whoa-oh-oh (Whoa-oh-oh) 



[Verse 1:] 

Now here's a story 'bout a girl that I'm sure you all know 

She turns around when they yell (Ho-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) 

You always see her at the shows, Gucci glasses on her nose 

Too much make up on her face or hardly wearin any clothes 

She ain't interested in flows, and she knows it's a fact 

She's always early but ain't trynna see the openin' act 

She wants the dough she could stack 

She startin' local wit rap 

She in the front row but really trynna go to the back 

Oh, excuse me, let me introduce you to the groupie 

Flash the car keys and the sharpie, you can autograph the coochie 

Now ask yourself, "How many stars can one chick date?" 

Her little black book resembles Kay Slay mixtapes 

She got 2 Source covers, 4 Grammy nominees 

A hot 16 in the cypher'll prolly have her on her knees 

But she'll have you beggin' please, cuz she's always on her toes 

And there's a simple way to call her, let me tell you how it goes... 



[Hook:] 

Hi-dee-hi-dee-hi-dee-hi (Hi-dee-hi-dee-hi-dee-hi) 

(She's a...) Ho-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (Ho-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) 

(She's in...) Hee-dee-hee-dee-hee-dee-hee (Hee-dee-hee-dee-hee-dee-hee) 

(Now if you know her say...) Ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay (Ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay) 

Hi-dee-hi-dee-hi-dee-hi (Hi-dee-hi-dee-hi-dee-hi) 

(She's a...) Ho-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (Ho-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) 

(She's in...)Hee-dee-hee-dee-hee-dee-hee (Hee-dee-hee-dee-hee-dee-hee) 

(Now if you know her say...) Whoa-oh-oh (Whoa-oh-oh) 



[Verse 2:] 

Backstage, dressin' room, just finished rippin' a set 

I could hardly feel my legs, my body drippin' wit sweat 

There was a knock at the door, I said "It's open" 

She walked in, a face I never seen before, but I could never forget 

Then she walks up to me, goes to whisper in my ear and pulls me near 

It's pretty clear, this chick is tryin' to seduce me 

She leans in closer, grabs me by the hand 

Puts it underneath her shirt that read "I'm with the band..." 

When I finished reading that, she was unzippin' my pants 

I tried to speak, but she just said (shhh) "I'm in command" 

And I ain't mad at it, in fact, the shit is fantastic 

Till she said somethin sporadic - "You know I loved you on Illmatic..." 

But I didn't let it phase me, I just figured she was crazy 

Then she said, "Ether was fire dog, you really crushed Jay-Z" 

Man, you shoulda seen my eyes, she really took me by surprise 

And I just thought - oh shit, this bitch thinks that I'm Nas... 



[Hook] 



[Bridge:] 

Now when you see her at a show 

You wanna get this girl to blow 

Just tell her you could flow 

(Hi-dee-hi-dee-hi-dee-hiiii) 

You don't really have to prove it 

She don't listen to the music 

The truth is she kinda stupid 

(Ho-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) 

Don't get gassed if she hollas 

Cuz she's all about the dollars 

But I tell you this, she swallows 

(Hi-dee-hi-dee-hi-dee-hiiii) 

Take it from yours truly 

There'll never be a better groupie 

Every rappers needs a Suzie 

(Whooooa oh-oh) 



Th.. That was great. What'd you say your name was? Su-Suzie? Iight.. ok.. 

yeah, yooooou gotta get the fuck outta here. Ok? No, well ya see.. here's 

some cab money to bounce. I got a.. I got a date... No, I got a date with 

this chick who thinks I'm Busta Rhymes... PEACE!