Don't call me nigga, whitey...       Big fat extra-crispy bucket of chicken    2 liter of pepsi-cola drinkin' ass...       They say a negro ain't good for nothin' but a show    Talkin' slang and walkin' with a radio    Drippin' sweat on basketball courts    Dominatin' but that's at all sports    Or inventin' a new kind of handshake    To get they picture on a box of pancake mix    So I kick some hip hop    And go to church sunday to hit me a flip-flop    But prayin' ain't all we do, see    Next we play bingo and barbecue    Them days I could praise the lord and still gamble    And eat more dead meet than little black sambo    But I gotta hear a lot of old ladies    Catchin' the holy ghost most in their 80's    And I don't wanna hear no yellin'    Naw, I just kick it and finnish this watermelon    Cause I'm the stereotype...       They think all black folks look alike    We either goin' strike or hut, hut, hike    Or up on the microphone makin' their neighborhood nervous    So I get poor service    Wherever I go they steady tryin' to put jackets on me    Cause I ain't one of they fake-ass homies    Naw, I'm just a negro who knows what's jumpin'    So they be actin' like I'm tryin' to steal somethin'    When I go to the store or out to eat    Ladies start puttin' purses by they feet    Pullin' a mace out they bras like one-time    Waitin' on some crime    For me to commit so they can unload    That's how tricks get floored    Y'all can't let y'all imaginations    Get the best of y'all    And that goes for the rest of y'all    Cause I'm the stereotype...       So I'm just your typical so-called african-american    Back in your hair again    At your door for more free    butter and cheese, please    Let me take my cake-cutter    And tease this buckwheat hairdoo    To fit the stereotype scenario    That I gave on my application    Unemployment information    Like moms can't find no affordable housin'    How many kids she got? About thousand    And everyone got a different daddy    And I had to quit my job cause of my bad knees    But before my injury I was fine    Did everythin' from a jack to a shoeshine    I was allways down to work then    Until I got stretched out in the pen    Now I'm the stereotype...       So, yeah, i get it all from the big screen    Showin' black girls hoin' at sixteen    On the corner outside in the cold half-naked    Ain't nothin' sacred?    Cause all they know is what they seein' on daytime dramas    So now they like teenage grandmas    Who gotta stop they work and roll    To the nurse for a purse full of birth control    And that ain't so proper cause in my hood    They need to cancel soap-operas    Cause black females be belivin' all that    That's why they fall flat    So young and innocent    But by the time they reach eighteen    They been done went crazy, hittin' that P-I-P    Every Gladys Knight with the silent E    So I'm the stereotype