Artist: Dom Kennedy Album: Miss Donna Karan (S) Song: Miss Donna Karan Typed by: AZ Lyrics I had the Polo with all the patches on it that say Hilfiger on the back when I met her So all them niggas that wore a uniform on the first day could forget it [Verse 1] She a brown skinned Goddess, everything she got is All labeled up this girl ain't never played the bus She just strolled by, but naw can't never wave at us My nigga did talk to her once but she ain't never gave it up And Damn, I think I wanna Captain Save Her up But them older niggas got cars and I could never save enough I tell her I don't make cents right now, but I will And it don't make sense right now, but it will Miss Donna Karan, Body so proper Baby sized Jordan's on, all the dudes Jock ya Just to get close I think I oughta move lockers Instead of telling my niggas, What I oughta do is stop ya like [Chorus x2: LAUSD] Miss Donna Karan, I don't know If it's the way that you wear it, put me on Your the reason why I wrote this song I'm a sing it to you on the way home [Verse 2] She like that one Polo Jacket that you missed on sale I wanna say they C's and them hips so swell That clear Candy Gloss hit her lips so well That if I maybe got the chance I'll probably lick your Well?... Naw! I'm just trying to take a trip somewhere Crenshaw and Fox Hills, let's pick somewhere I'll pay for the food, just sit somewhere I wanna build a future girl, let's get somewhere, Yea I'm Cliff Huxtable and you can be my Clair, Yea I saved my Lunchable's just so I could share, Yea I gotta stunt for you, so I'm up at lunch for you Hoopin in my Tommy's tryin to show you I could dunk for you (Haha) So tell me if I made the cut (Yep), Tell me if I made this up Miss Donna Karan, Lookin like a poster You ain't gotta mess with me cause everybody wants ya like [Chorus x2: LAUSD] [Verse 3] Uh Miss Donna Karan, bubble gum smacker Style it like Aaliyah, put the fitted on backwards Miss Donna Karan, I'm wishin we was older Let's watch the box and just skip all the homework Miss Donna Karan, I love you like my Griffeys I try to be affectionate and all you do is hit me Miss Donna Karan, she like, "I don't want no hickeys" "Cause when I come home, Dom my mom gone get me" like [Chorus x2: LAUSD] Ay, remember when you would put the PE shorts on over your skirt so your mom wouldn't see you? (Miss Donna Karan) And you and your home girl used to have them blow pops with the Jolly Ranchers around them. It was like a dollar And that was back when we was getting in trouble Dancin for the smallest chicks that hit from last night