[ VERSE 1: Master Rob ] Girls, I love them all, short or tall, wall to wall Except for ones that think that they're all that No frills, high heels, fake gold caps I'm not a chauvinist, but I told you this Master Rob is a guy who was mold for this Sis, and let me give you a kiss And after this kiss your man'll be his- Tory, baby, after you get with me And you will see sheer ecstacy And you can ask Diamond D Why do they wanna get next to me? Because I show them respect, kiss them on their necks Pay for dinner with cash and no checks Now back to the topic of girls Black woman radiant as pearls Hold your head high, be fruitful and true And remember Master Rob loves you [ HOOK ] Girls (I love the things they know Love the things they show Got to be where they go) -] Moments & Whatnauts It's about time somebody say somethin positive about the black woman Youknowmsayin? Word And the Master's the one I hear that [ VERSE 2: Master Rob ] Hey dark-skinned girls, keep your head up Because I know deep down you're fed up With guys who only want to talk to ones that are light-skinned Green eyes, skin tight'n Homeboys, you can ask my man Clark Kent Light skin is no better than dark skin Black is black, no matter the complexion I know the half and the path of direction So next time a guy tries to get cute Say the blacker the berry the sweeter the juice And that's food for thought, sport And if you don't think so, then maybe you ought To sit back and learn about your culture Because the black woman is a sculpture Of beauty, so take it from the Force Of course [ HOOK ] Yeah If it wasn't for the black woman it wouldn't be the black man Youknowmansayin? But some brothers fail to realize that And some girls fail to realize that too Most definitely, brother And this one is for you [ VERSE 3: Master Rob ] Now not all girls are conceited But the ones that are should be deleted From the face of the earth at birth Hoppin from car to car like a smurf (You gotta have a car and a couple of ropes) Girl, you talkin to me? You must be on dope Or coke, or maybe smokin wet ones Cause Master Rob will never let one Girl try to juice me like Tropicana I'll take her home, knock her boots and her friends And all her friends I bend And not one red cent will I spend Cause I hate to be used and abused So I listen to blues, put my car in cruise Material girl in a material world Don't try to play yourself, you only slay yourself So when a guy says, "Yo baby, how you're livin?" (I'm not livin like Robin Givens) [ HOOK ] Youknowmsayin Sha? It's 'bout time we just learn about the black woman, you know? Because they're like the most important thing in our lives, youknowmsayin? (That's peace, my brother, you know you gotta have that ( ? ) that understanding) Word up, and we outta here This is for the black woman Peace (Peace, see ya) We love you