"The Dream (Interlude)" lyrics
(feat. Wanda Sykes)
[Woman:]
Mmm, I am so bored right now
Ooh, I should call Jermaine
And tell him to come pick me up in the Bentley
And take us to the airport
So we can fly in his private jet to Paris
And I could pick up these shoes I saw the other day on the way to the spot
[Wanda Sykes:]
Bitch, you ain't bored
You out your damn mind
Jermaine ain't pickin' you up and flyin' yo' ass nowhere to pick up some shoes
I'll tell you what
You better pick yourself up and run down to Payless
And get those shoes you saw on the way to the check cashing joint
Oh, this bitch is too funny
I suppose you think that can of grape soda you drinkin' is a glass of Cristal, too
Next thing you know
You gon' tell me Lil Bow Wow gonna pick you up in his big wheel
And to all you other day dreamers out there
Wake the fuck up
Mmm, I am so bored right now
Ooh, I should call Jermaine
And tell him to come pick me up in the Bentley
And take us to the airport
So we can fly in his private jet to Paris
And I could pick up these shoes I saw the other day on the way to the spot
[Wanda Sykes:]
Bitch, you ain't bored
You out your damn mind
Jermaine ain't pickin' you up and flyin' yo' ass nowhere to pick up some shoes
I'll tell you what
You better pick yourself up and run down to Payless
And get those shoes you saw on the way to the check cashing joint
Oh, this bitch is too funny
I suppose you think that can of grape soda you drinkin' is a glass of Cristal, too
Next thing you know
You gon' tell me Lil Bow Wow gonna pick you up in his big wheel
And to all you other day dreamers out there
Wake the fuck up
