featuring Freedom Williams

[Chris Rock]

Yo man R&B sucks!

I mean there's a couple of people that can flow

but for the most part the genre sucks

Just a bunch of people singin over rap beats

Get a old rap record? Sing over it!

Now everybody talk about their label label this label that hey

Smokey Robinson wasn't singin about Motown!

Listen the Isley Brothers wasn't goin 'Teaneck in the motherfuckin house!'

The Jacksons wasn't singin about Epic

because nobody gave a fuck!

Hey, it's time for a record! Here goes!

*music fades in*

Ladies and gentlemen, I am the Bluff Daddy

And this is a Black Boy exclusive

Black Boy make you jump for joy, Black Boy make you jump for joy

Sing!

I, like champagne (feels good to my brain baby)

Black

I, like champagne

What you drinkin?

(drink it in the rain)

I, love champagne

Say it

(say it once again)

I, like champagne

Yo baby you got any money?

[singer takes over]

Nigga I'm broke, and feelin kinda thirsty (too blad)

Just smoked a blunt, and, I, feel, the worst way (Black Boy)

My baby's father, brought me a case of St. Ide's (did you like it?)

I said, 'I don't drink that shit nigga, you better recognize!' (Cristal)

[Rock] Would you let the lady finish the song???!!! (big hats)

[singer takes over]

Now I'm a broke hoe with expensive tastes (you my hoe)

I got six ankle chains around my waist (who bought them for you baby)

Gotta get my sip on (get your sip on) cause that's my missi-on (you gotta get)

Gotta get my champagne on, or I'm gonna get my bitch on (that's righ