Doin' What I Did - Lyrics - Dwight Yoakam

Title: Doin' What I Did
Artist: Dwight Yoakam
Composer(s): Dwight David Yoakam

Lyric:
Hey, when C.C. Rider was just a snot nosed kid
I was already known for doin' what I did
The women all screamed as I walked by
My daddy would curse me and my momma'd start to cry

'Cause I was known, yeah for doin' what I did
My reputation was strong, hey for doing what I did
It ain't no way they could ever get kissed
'Cause I was just too well known, for doin' what I did

Hey, my momma called the preacher, called up everyone she knew
All of her friends up to no good with you know who
When old Casanova was a just lovesick punk
I'd already broke me so many hearts, I could've started me a dump

'Cause I was known, yeah for doin' what I did
My reputation was strong, hey for doing what I did
It ain't no way they could ever get kissed
'Cause I was just too well known for doin' what I did

The older boys was teasin' me on my first day of school
So finally the teachers let me break all the rules
The press heard about it, tried to put me in the news
The women had no comment for fear of what they'd lose

'Cause I was known yeah for doin' what I did
My reputation was strong, hey for doing what I did
It ain't no way they could ever get kissed
'Cause I was just too well known, for doin' what I did

Ahh, it was like I was strong, since I was born
Man, I stood alone, yeah baby, I was strong
Doin' what I did, doin' what I did
Ah, doin' what I did

Hey, when old C.C. Rider was a snot nosed kid
I was already known baby, for doin' what I did
When little Casanova was a snot nosed punk
I'd already broke so many hearts, I could've started me a dump

I was known, for doin' what I did
My reputation was strong, yeah for doin' what I did
All the time I was know, yeah for doin' what I did

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Why U Treat Me So Cold - Lyrics - Didn't See Me Coming - Keith Sweat

Title: Why U Treat Me So Cold
Album: Didn't See Me Coming
Artist: Keith Sweat
Composer(s): Steve Huff, Keith D Sweat

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Lyric:
Why u treat me cold, cold, cold, cold?
Why you do me wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong?
I was doin' what I had to do
And what I did was for me and you

Girl, you know I did my time
All I had was you on my mind
Two years is a long time
I nearly almost lost my mind

Counted every day that went by
Couldn't wait to see the look in your eye
All I thought about was loving you
See a man had to do what a man had to do

Why u treat me cold, cold, cold, cold?
Why you do me wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong?
I was doin' what I had to do
And what I did was for me and you

Why u treat me cold, cold, cold, cold?
Why you do me wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong?
I was doin' what I had to do
And what I did was for me and you

Girl, don't you know that things got hard
I could not stand bein' apart?
Questioned whether your love was true
Was somebody else loving you?

Now I'm knockin' at your door
You tellin' me you don't want me no more
What the hell am I to do?
See a man had to do what a man had to do

Why u treat me cold, cold, cold, cold?
Why you do me wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong?
I was doin' what I had to do
And what I did was for me and you

Why u treat me cold, cold, cold, cold?
Why you do me wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong?
I was doin' what I had to do
And what I did was for me and you

Why u treat me cold, cold, cold, cold?
Why you do me wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong?
I was doin' what I had to do
And what I did was for me and you

Girl, can't you see what you're doin' to me?
Is this the way you want things to be?
Gave you everything that I have
You treat me so cold, you treat me so bad

Girl, can't you see you're killin' me?
Is this the way you want things to be?
My mind is so damn confused
Tell me what am I to do?

I was on the grind movin' bricks
You was tryin' to bring me back
To nickels and dimes, you had to quit
I was servin' it

Ready to ride or die behind my partner
Ready to slang that nine at any time
'Cuz I'm a rider
Nigga know, Lil' Wayne

Get down and dirty for this cheddar
And for me to let a broad interfere, nigga never
I was taught better than that
Slim and Baby gave me the ropes

And Rabbit taught me the game
And if you think I'm gon' let go
Then you can catch up with your thang
It ain't gon' happen

Why u treat me cold, cold, cold, cold?
Why you do me wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong?
I was doin' what I had to do
And what I did was for me and you

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I'M Sorry - Lyrics - 3rd Storee

Title: I'M Sorry
Artist: 3rd Storee
Composer(s): Paul Allen, James Moss

Lyric:
I know I said it, I know I did it
Maybe I went overboard to prove a point
But sometimes my pride gets in the way
Maybe I need some time away to get my head together, yeah, yeah

Maybe this was my last chance
(I may never)
I may never get to hold your hands again
I can say that I'm a better man
I'm sorry
(Because you made me understand)

I'm so sorry that I tore your heart apart last night
(And I'm sorry)
And I'm sorry if I scarred you again today
(I didn't mean to take your dreams)
I didn't mean to take your dreams and make them seem so trite
(Mmm, I sincerely)

I sincerely
(Oh)
Completely
(Yeah)
Apologize for doin' what I did

Everything you taught me and everything you showed me
It never seemed that I would listen to anything
But you've got my attention more than you know
I take it in, I dealt with it but I waited too late to use it, oh, oh

Maybe this was my last chance
(I never)
I may never get to hold your hands again
(I can say)
I can say that I'm a better man
I'm sorry
(Because you made me understand)

I'm so sorry that I tore your heart apart last night
(I'm so sorry)
And I'm sorry if I scarred you again today
(I didn't to mean to hurt your heart)
I didn't mean to take your dreams and make them seem so trite
(Oh yeah)

(I sincerely)
I sincerely
(Completely)
Completely apologize for doin' what I did

I've never ever been so you made me know
(Shameful for what I did)
(But you made me know one thing that I shoulda never did)

If you never take me back again
(I never, never)
I never wanted to burn this bridge
(If I could do it)

Do it
(All over)
All over
(Again)
Again
I'll never mishandle you ever again

I'm so sorry that I tore your heart apart last night
(I'm so sorry)
And I'm sorry if I scarred you again today
(Oh)
(I'm never, never, never, never do it again)

I didn't mean to take your dreams and make them seem so trite
(Oh, make you seem so, oh)
I sincerely
(I sincerely)
Completely
(Completely)
Apologize for doin' what I did
(Ho)

I'm so sorry that I tore your heart apart last night
(That I tore your heart)
And I'm sorry if I scarred you again today
(That I tore you apart)
(I didn't mean what I said)

I didn't mean to take your dreams and make them seem so trite
(I didn't mean what I did)
(Baby)
I sincerely
(Baby)
Completely
(Baby)
Apologize for doin' what I did
(Baby, oh, oh, oh)

I'm so sorry that I tore your heart apart last night
(I can't say it no better, I'm sorry)
And I'm sorry if I scarred you again today
(I'm sorry, sorry)
(What do you want me to do?)

I didn't mean to take your dreams and make them seem so trite
(If I could do it all over again)
(I would try to make you understand)
I sincerely
(That I'm a better man)

Completely
(I'm a better man)
Apologize for doin' what I did
(A better man for you, baby)

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Doin' To Me - Lyrics - Visit Me - Changing Faces

Title: Doin' To Me
Album: Visit Me
Artist: Changing Faces
Composer(s): Charisse Rose, Bryce Wilson, Cassandra Lucas, Brett Williams

Lyric:
My song, Changing Faces
Introducing Brett
You, you want me to tell you?
I mean, do you really want me to tell you?

What is it about you?
Just tell me how you do what you do to me
Whatever you want to
No questions asked, you know it's okay with me
You can't do nothing wrong
You know just where to go, how to play with me
We can play all night long
Cuz with you all night long, is where I wanna be
You got me doin' things I never did before
And when you touch me, you open every door
I'm not afraid to see how much you mean to me
No, I just can't explain what you're doin' to me

What are you doin' to me? Tell me
(What you're doin' to me, baby tell me, what you're doin' to me)
What are you doin' to me? Tell me
(What you're doin' to me, baby tell me, what you're doin' to me)
What are you doin' to me? Tell me
(What you're doin' to me, baby tell me, what you're doin' to me)
What are you doin' to me? Tell me
(What you're doin' to me, baby tell me, what you're doin' to me)

What are you
Where did you go to school? (what you're doin' to me)
How did you learn to do what you do to me?
The way you use your tools (what you're doin' to me)
See every touch, you took, had to get at me
Sometimes I scream your name
And I don't feel no way, I don't feel no shame
See all I feel is you
So keep on makin' me feel the way I do
You know what it means, you're my fantasy
You put it on me, never hold back, give it to me
I'm not afraid to see where you're takin' me
No I can't get enough of what you're doin'
You're doin' to me

What are you doin' to me? Tell me
(What you're doin' to me, baby tell me, what you're doin' to me)
What are you doin' to me? Tell me
(What you're doin' to me, baby tell me, what you're doin' to me)
What are you doin' to me? Tell me
(What you're doin' to me, baby tell me, what you're doin' to me)
What are you doin' to me? Tell me
(What you're doin' to me, baby tell me, what you're doin' to me)

Heh, okay, uh-huh
I'ma tell you what you need to know when it come down to sex
But I rap for show then tell, please hold on askin' the
Questions
But you want me to talk dirty, thug you out type agressin'
Or show affection, pipe you down, sweetly caressin'
Or when my tongue headin' from your forehead and
Hey, you know where I'm headin'
To that soft spot between your legs and
Oh, the school? Changing Faces
Topic? Sex education
I guess that's why Brett left sensual lasting impression

Aiight, I'll make this confession
Keep it wet, I love all the sweatin'
When we intimately connectin'
Boy, you blessed and well endowed
I love how you make this cat meow

Push it back ma, I'm about to grind
Almost there, don't stop now
What's my name? Shout it out
Come before me, before your mama or papi
C'mon, for real, who your sugar daddy?

Now Brett, you know you the best, truthfully
No lie, you know, what you doin' to me?

What are you doin' to me? Tell me
(What you're doin' to me, baby tell me, what you're doin' to me)
What are you doin' to me? Tell me
(What you're doin' to me, baby tell me, what you're doin' to me)
What are you doin' to me? Tell me
(What you're doin' to me, baby tell me, what you're doin' to me)
What are you doin' to me? Tell me
(What you're doin' to me, baby tell me, what you're doin' to me)

What are you tell me
(What you're doin' to me, baby tell me, what you're doin' to me)
What are you tell me
(What you're doin' to me, baby tell me, what you're doin' to me)

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4 Tha Scrilla - Lyrics - Celly Cel

Title: 4 Tha Scrilla
Artist: Celly Cel
Composer(s): Brandt Jones, Marceles Mccarver, Earl Thomas Stevens, Sean Thompson

Lyric:
A slave to the hood without no money in my pants
Rollin' with some heat to make a mothafucka dance
Had a chance to bail, had my hustle, but I blew that
I walked up in the gun store and ran out with a new gat
A double 4, out on my million dollar mission
To eleven fishin', kissin' on my chrome, with scrilla in my vision
Can't move without the metal wanna hustle
So I figure I go out there when they posted up and bust a nigga

But I'll go another way, hopefully payday
But if I slip, dislocated my hip
And say what I gotta say boy that's my new get-back
All kinds of things of that flava, the racketeering counterfeiter, nigga
Or half of whatever, long as the weather's clever
My fella might become a snitch for the vice
Ain't no killing, that's what hell told me
10 mil-a, then nigga break for the scrilla

Drunk niggas with the gauges loaded
55 kicks in them ages ho
But I don't want to beef 'cuz the game be fucked
Strip a mothafucka for his cars and money
Tag up a 600 SEL
A three-way split, me, 40 and Cel
About my mail, I was bound to have it
See you fuckin' with a mothafuckin' savage

50 ways to get my scratch on fool
I'm a killa for the scrilla and that's what we do
It's uh, for the scrilla, I did it for the scrilla
See I'm nothin' but a killa doin' dirt for the scrilla

50 ways to get my scratch on fool
I'm a killa for the scrilla and that's what we do
It's uh, for the scrilla, I did it for the scrilla
See I'm nothin' but a killa doin' dirt for the scrilla

Landlord, landlord, where you at?
I'm hiding in the bushes with a baseball bat
I need that sack that you made today
Or watch me turn into Willie Maze
On a mission for meal, and you know for sure, we gon' get it
It's the first bitch, give me your check so I can flip it
And when I do, she ain't gon' see a penny of the shit
Crime has a risk, but I'm in it for the scrilla

Gotta finalize your cash and make it greener
Electronic scale, triple beamer
Just as snaky as I wanna be, triflin' dude
Fuck goin' by the book and stickin' to them rules
Ten is the limit on the card I'm holdin'
Shitty bank Visa, but the card is stolen
Retail price just paid me half
But you gotta come right with the cash

50 ways to get my scratch on fool
I'm a killa for the scrilla and that's what we do
It's uh, for the scrilla, I did it for the scrilla
See I'm nothin' but a killa doin' dirt for the scrilla

50 ways to get my scratch on fool
I'm a killa for the scrilla and that's what we do
It's uh, for the scrilla, I did it for the scrilla
See I'm nothin' but a killa doin' dirt for the scrilla

I done took a few heads for the scrilla B
I hope it don't come back and haunt me
Got funked with like 7 different crews
'Cuz I done jacked, kidnapped, and did dirt to them fools
Watchin' my back, lookin' over my shoulder blades
Hella sick 'cuz I heard them niggas got granades
I'm from the base, so regardless of what I'm caught up in the tangle
Can't get up outta Dodge with this federal beeper on my ankle

Mothafuckas don't ride there no more
Get snatched up in 9-6, 5 point 0
Took to the hills, and get stable man
While a nigga ridin' off in a 'Stang
Man, I need some ends but to get the ends, I gotta sin
[Incomprehensible]let me page a nigga, lie about what others spend
Bring me a pound, I got it sold on this side of town
You got that any way I pay, fool, that's how it's goin' down

Bring in his zippers and I'mma bring the body ripper
The big dipper with a extra 30 round clipper
He brought it back, weighed out to the fullest
Little did he know, I had his name engraved on my bullet
Dumpin' like a full-serve nigga pumpin' gas
Had that heat for his ass, took his Yak and all his cash
I made a thriller, money hungry blood spiller
Straight killa, I did it for the scrilla

50 ways to get my scratch on fool
I'm a killa for the scrilla and that's what we do
It's uh, for the scrilla, I did it for the scrilla
See I'm nothin' but a killa doin' dirt for the scrilla

50 ways to get my scratch on fool
I'm a killa for the scrilla and that's what we do
It's uh, for the scrilla, I did it for the scrilla
See I'm nothin' but a killa doin' dirt for the scrilla

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Must Be Doin' Somethin' Right - Lyrics - Doin' Somethin' Right - Billy Currington

Title: Must Be Doin' Somethin' Right
Album: Doin' Somethin' Right
Artist: Billy Currington
Composer(s): Marty Dodson, Patrick Jason Matthews

Lyric:
A woman is a mystery
A man just can't understand
Sometimes all it takes to please her
Is the touch of your hand

An' other times you gotta take it slow
An' hold her all night long
Heaven knows there's so many ways
A man can go wrong

Must be doin' somethin' right
I just heard ya sigh
Ya lean into my kiss
And close those deep blue need-you eyes

Don't know what I did
To earn a love like this
But baby I must be doin' somethin' right

Anywhere you wanna go
Baby show me the way
I'm open to suggestions
Mmm, whatever you say

Tonight's about givin' you what you want
Whatever it takes
Girl I hope I'm on the right road
Judgin' by the smile on your face

Must be doin' somethin' right
I just heard ya sigh
Ya lean into my kiss
And close those deep blue need-you eyes

Don't know what I did
To earn a love like this
But baby I must be doin' somethin' right, oh baby mmm

Don't know what I did
To earn a love like this
But baby I must be doin' somethin' right

Must be doin' somethin' right, oh yeah
Must be doin' somethin' right
Must be doin' somethin' right
(Doin' something right)
Mmm

Don't know what I did
(Don't know what I did)
Must be doin' somethin' right
Must be doin' somethin' right

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True To Me - Lyrics - From The Bottom Up - Brownstone

Title: True To Me
Album: From The Bottom Up
Artist: Brownstone
Composer(s): Nichole Gilbert, John O'Brien, Sheppard Solomon

Lyric:
Everything must change
But not for me
I still believe in my song
I'm gonna do my thing

I'll never change my swing
In my younger days, if I was here
The music real and I sing
What I was born to do
To make it last for you

Check out my joint, it's kinda hot but it's goin' strong
I'll never sacrifice my groove, I'll never change my song
And by the way I'm doing this song 'bout you're staring
What does the music have to do with what I'm wearing

You wanna see my grooves, I'm sorry that is not for me
Why must you take your mind somewhere it doesn't have to be
Let your focus be the fat sound you're hearin'
Lyrics, you will see, now, what I'm feelin'

True to me from my soul
Can you get with it
I did it all legit, yeah

Crazy grooves, moving flows
Can you get with it
I did it all legit, yeah

Ooh, as the music plays
I wanna sway, side to side, feelin' good
Never thinkin' of the right or wrong ways
On and on and on, my day

Pump this heavy bass
Never stop, keep it up, never change
Soul is where this groove of mine stays
Follow closely in my maze

Check out my joint, it's kinda hot but it's goin' strong
I'll never sacrifice my groove, I'll never change my song
And by the way I'm doing this song 'bout you're staring
What does the music have to do with what I'm wearing

You wanna see my grooves, I'm sorry that is not for me
Why must you take your mind somewhere it doesn't have to be
Let your focus be the fat sound you're hearin'
Lyrics, you will see, now, what I'm feelin'

True to me from my soul
Can you get with it
I did it all legit, yeah

Crazy grooves, moving flows
Can you get with it
I did all legit, yeah
So true to me

Hey, believe me, I need it because it's so free
Can't let go 'cause it's got such meaning
I don't need to hear what you think I ain't doin'
I know I got a crazy groove for showin'

No needin' [Incomprehensible] around with sex
Or usin' one woman parts 'cause makin' good music
Never took away the dancin' and the groovin', I said, and movin'
And if you're dancin' close to jolly see we're always groovin'

True to me from my soul
Can you get with it
I did it all legit, yeah

Crazy grooves, moving flows
Can you get with it
I did it all legit, yeah

True to me from my soul
Can you get with it
I did it all legit, yeah

Crazy grooves, moving flows
Can you get with it
I did it all legit, yeah

True to me from my soul
Can you get with it
I did it all legit, yeah

Crazy grooves, moving flows
Can you get with it
I did it all legit, yeah

True to me from my soul
Can you get with it
I did it all legit, yeah

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How Am I Doin' - Lyrics - Dierks Bentley - Dierks Bentley

Title: How Am I Doin'
Album: Dierks Bentley
Artist: Dierks Bentley
Composer(s): Jim Beavers, Dierks Bentley

Lyric:
It's strange to hear your voice
I did not expect for you to call
You wonder how I'm doing
How I'm holding up since you did me wrong

Well, how am I doing since you did what you've done to me?
I can't lie, I sometimes cry when I think of how it used to be
I keep my friends with me, I stay busy and I don't get much sleep
Baby, that's how I'm doin' since you did what you d-d-done to me

Well, now wait one minute
I failed to mention those tears I cried were tears of joy
Because it was no fun there under your thumb and now that we're done
I'm getting right, every night with every single, every lovin' girl in sight

Well, how am I doing since you did what you've done to me?
I can't lie, I sometimes cry when I think of how it used to be
I keep my friends with me, I stay busy and I don't get much sleep
Baby, that's how I'm doin' since you did what you d-d-done to me, alright

Well, when all my friends heard what a you know what you were
They took me out on the town
But then I heard our song and I danced along but it felt all wrong
'Cause she was sweet, she let me lead
She never took her ever lovin' eyes off me

So, how am I doing since you did what you've done to me?
I can't lie, I sometimes cry when I think of how it used to be
I keep my friends with me, I stay busy and I don't get much sleep
Baby, that's how I'm doing since you did what you d-d-done to me

Well, I don't know what you were thinking, running 'round on me
Now you say your sorry, well honey I agree

So, how are you doing since you did what you've done to me?
Girl don't lie, I know you cried 'cause you know how good it used to be
Yeah tell me does the thought of losing my true love make it hard to sleep?
Baby, how are you doing since you did what you d-d-done to me

Now how are you doing, now that you know how I'm doing
Since you did what you d-d-done to me

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With Your Love - Lyrics - Jefferson Starship

Title: With Your Love
Artist: Jefferson Starship
Composer(s): Lord Victor Smith, Joey Covinton, Marty Balin

Lyric:
Don't know what's happened to me since I met you
Feel like I'm fallen in love since I met you

I've got to know what you're doin', doin' to me with your love
With your love
What you're doin', doin' to me with your love
With your love
What you're doin', doin' to me with your love
With your love
What you're doin' babe it feels so good whatever it is

Knew from the start it had to be you
You got my heart, I don't know what I'm gonna do
With your love

Heaven sent the sign, then sent you
I'm goin' out of my mind since I let you

I've got to know what you're doin', doin' to me with your love
With your love
What you're doin', doin' to me with your love
With your love
What you're doin', doin' to me with your love
With your love
What you're doin' babe it feels so good whatever it is

Whatever it is and whatever it's called
I know that it's you, I can't help getting involved
With your love

Baby, sweet baby
Take it away

With your love
With your love
With your love

Whatever you did to me, well you sure did it good
My heart's filled with lovin' and I knew that it would
With your love

Don't know what's happened to me since I met you
I feel like I'm fallen in love since I met you

I've got to know what you're doin', doin' to me with your love
With your love
What you're doin', doin' to me with your love
With your love
What you're doin', doin' to me with your love
With your love
What you're doin' babe it feels so good whatever it is

Knew from the start it had to be you
You got my heart I don't know what I'm gonna do
With your love
Baby sweet baby

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I'Ll Move On - Lyrics - Unleashed - Lil' Bow Wow

Title: I'Ll Move On
Album: Unleashed
Artist: Lil' Bow Wow
Composer(s): Chad Hugo, Rahman Griffin, Pharrell Williams, Clifford Harris, Shad Moss

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Lyric:
Uh, huh, yeah yeah
Bow Wow, Mario, y'all ready

I'll move on
Livin' the life, knowin' I don't like what's on the table
Lookin' at my life doin' what's right because I'm able
Learnin' lessons, while protected, feelin' great, oh

I'll move on
Livin' the life , knowin' I don't like what's on the table
Lookin' at my life, doin' what's right because I'm able
There's no turnin' back, see yesterday's gone
I'll move on

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Life goes on, as I roll on
I can only be a child for so long
Ya'll wanna see my child hood prolong
But this time Bow Wow say so long

And I step to a new day
New age, and a new page
In the book of life but it's lookin' like
Ya'll ain't ready for the new phase

Then I'ma get more mature
Make mistakes, but hey, everybody did that before
Ever feel like you've been trapped before
Wish you could open up a magic door

Step thought it, just do it
The way that you feel it but cha'll confuse it
Ya'll wanna show me, keep me secluded
But this is life I'm bound to go through it

It's a process ya'll gotta digest
Let the boy grow up, wanna go out
Have a little fun, if it get a lil' wild
Then so what 'cuz an ounce of experience
Is more than a pint of advice
I hope ya'll hearin' this, 'cuz I'm serious
And it's like, I'm so curious about life, I'm movin' on

I'll move on
Livin' the life, knowin' I don't like what's on the table
Lookin' at my life doin' what's right because I'm able
Learnin' lessons, while protected, feelin' great, oh

I'll move on
Livin' the life , knowin' I don't like what's on the table
Lookin' at my life, doin' what's right because I'm able
There's no turnin' back, see yesterday's gone
I'll move on

I bet you think you know what you think you know
But I'm different than any one you've eva seen before
So don't compare me to other thirteen year olds
You seen lookin' cute comin' on the scene to blow

First impression of a young adolescent
A grown up mind that flow so impressive
Grew up so fast in this profession
A flash of concerts and late night sessions

So much dough, he don't know it's a blessin'
The way he brag, he won't last one second
But au contraire don't stop and stare
If I sell my jewelry and cut my hair

Still be here after ya'll
Standin' tall, like I ain't had a chance to ball
So when you doubt me I'll just laugh at cha'll
Shad Moss, fall in love, ain't in da plans at all

But ain't no tellin' when there's no more sellin' another record end up
Wit a pen label ends up a record but nah
Still got actin' and basketball
So if you ain't checkin' for me, I ain't checkin' for ya'll

So, let this be a lesson to ya'll
When a rap acteace play professional ball
No matter who you get at rights or who you listenin' to
You get one life can't nobody live it but you

I'll move on
Livin' the life, knowin' I don't like what's on the table
Lookin' at my life doin' what's right because I'm able
Learnin' lessons, while protected, feelin' great, oh

I'll move on
Livin' the life , knowin' I don't like what's on the table
Lookin' at my life, doin' what's right because I'm able
There's no turnin' back, see yesterday's gone
I'll move on

Movin' on, yeah
Movin' on, movin' on
Ready, I'm movin' on
Gotta move on, I'ma move on
All ya move on, yeah

Let it go now
Get the roll now
Me and you now
Here we go now, oh
Just playin' around ya'll
Gotta go now ya'll
No, no, no, no, no

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What About Us - Lyrics - Thug World Order - Bone Thugs N Harmony

Title: What About Us
Album: Thug World Order
Artist: Bone Thugs N Harmony
Composer(s): C Scruggs, S Howse, B Mccane, A Henderson, Armando Colon

Lyric:
(What about us?)
What about my niggaz still out on the street?
(What about us?)
What about my partners doin' time?
(What about us?)
What about this harassment from the police?
(What about us?)
What about my young thugs cry?

(What about us?)
What about my niggaz still out on the street?
(What about us?)
What about my partners doin' time?
(What about us?)
What about this harassment from the police?
(What about us?)
What about my young thugs cry?

It's for my, incarcerated niggaz
That stuck in the pin they coming home
Gotta stay strong 'cause you ain't alone
Remember you always got love from home
But still this pain and may not know it
I'm a boy and I gotta show it
I hear them cries from the babies
I wish they had a chance don't wanna blow it

But unemployed for all the little girls and boys
You got to love your mom and daddy
And make them wonder why you give them ploys
Oh boy, its getting deep but more expensive then ever cheap
But what about that little nigga running the streets
Making a living through his beats?

What about these whack ass politicians?
They don't care if we live or die
What about that elderly barely breathing? Gotta survive on SSI
They say America, it's the land of the free
And home of the brave it's mass hysteria
So bring your knees and hope we can fight and if bury us

At least we can live as we believe
Dog ain't ever gonna break our pride
Ain't nothing you can do to keep us weak
And all of my soldiers come together
Get on your feet and get ready to bust
What about this war against terrorism
(Fuck that)
And what about this war against us

(What about us?)
What about my niggaz still out on the street?
(What about us?)
What about my partners doin' time?
(What about us?)
What about this harassment from the police?
(What about us?)
What about my young thugs cry?

(What about us?)
What about my niggaz still out on the street?
(What about us?)
What about my partners doin' time?
(What about us?)
What about this harassment from the police?
(What about us?)
What about my young thugs cry?

What about them thugs that's dead and gone?
What about them thugs that ain't even grown?
What about them thugs that out here lost
And ain't ever gonna find their way home?
Suspicion got you furious, so grab your shit and listen up
It's violence and violence, it's the only way their gonna respect us
If it's this system, in the ghetto back far to one place one time
Know we gone, how they sleep at night if they know they be lying

This shit we deal wit', we young black and fit less
Living in the ghetto to ghetto
And ghetto to ghetto 'cause ghetto is all we know
They beat us down for dumb shit, they lock us up for dumb shit
Find out that I'm innocent and still gotta fight for money they owe me
And they wonder why we riot in the damn streets
They can't hold us down we getting all that money

And watch what I tell ya, everybody wants some
How they get it they don't care
Try to kick it when you spittin' real smooth
But they listening in my business, trying to fuck up my move

(What about us?)
What about my niggaz still out on the street?
(What about us?)
What about my partners doin' time?
(What about us?)
What about this harassment from the police?
(What about us?)
What about my young thugs cry?

(What about us?)
What about my niggaz still out on the street?
(What about us?)
What about my partners doin' time?
(What about us?)
What about this harassment from the police?
(What about us?)
What about my young thugs cry?

Dead niggaz, I've been to war
Been tall with shit, I seen it all
Like soap operas from ghetto stars
I can tell when rappers getting bored, really
Sometimes she a bitch, sometimes my lady
And times when niggaz die, she help like I was a baby
The simplest things in life were always the best
Breathing you ass back inhaling when chronic in your chest

Hey, somebody call my momma and help me one more time
Before I die my momma, she carry me no comma
Niggaz bitches and drama
I recollect walking and stoppin'
Cops not even checking on me
Juvenile delinquent and baby y'all be respecting me
The B.O. it taking me in
Whether we saving fuck the last thing we did
And let the cops see all the shit that I did

Like spittin' on them foxies skied up
In the palm of my dick
This is the life that I love
This is the life that I live
And it's a life full of lust nigga

(What about us?)
What about my niggaz still out on the street?
(What about us?)
What about my partners doin' time?
(What about us?)
What about this harassment from the police?
(What about us?)
What about my young thugs cry?

(What about us?)
What about my niggaz still out on the street?
(What about us?)
What about my partners doin' time?
(What about us?)
What about this harassment from the police?
(What about us?)
What about my young thugs cry?

My partner called me after court
He said they got 25 to life just for slingin' some dope
They making some cheese just to feed their folks
And they like somebody won't go home
It's sad 'cause its sadder for us
What about our boys and young girls
In their wicked young world?

Coming to school wit' heaters bustin' their teachers
Whatever happened to family and humanity we posses
What about our babies, that struggling in this mess, don't streets
Crooked coppers scaring the niggaz off in the hood
What about them niggaz that get blown off this block if they good?

See most of the niggaz still on the street
Still struggling and hustlin' trying to get something to eat
Some of them resting in piece and some will never get free
Bone Thug gotta show love, keep it real and really real
And let 'em know about us

(What about us?)
What about my niggaz still out on the street?
(What about us?)
What about my partners doin' time?
(What about us?)
What about this harassment from the police?
(What about us?)
What about my young thugs cry?

(What about us?)
What about my niggaz still out on the street?
(What about us?)
What about my partners doin' time?
(What about us?)
What about this harassment from the police?
(What about us?)
What about my young thugs cry?

(What about us?)
What about my niggaz still out on the street?
(What about us?)
What about my partners doin' time?
(What about us?)
What about this harassment from the police?
(What about us?)
What about my young thugs cry?

(What about us?)
What about my niggaz still out on the street?
(What about us?)
What about my partners doin' time?
(What about us?)
What about this harassment from the police?
(What about us?)
What about my young thugs cry?

What about us?
What about us?
What about us?
What about us?
What about us?

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Hustler Musik - Lyrics - Tha Carter, Vol. 2 - Lil' Wayne

Title: Hustler Musik
Album: Tha Carter, Vol. 2
Artist: Lil' Wayne
Composer(s): Tristan G. Jones, Dwayne Carter

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Lyric:
Goddamn, missed and hit a nigga in his head with dis one
I'ma paint da city red wit dis one
I'm ahead wit dis one
See u fuckin' wit da boys
Who tote toys way before Christmas
No assistance just

That persistence with
That commitment if
I don't get it, somebody gon' die tonight
I know my vibe is tight
And I deserve da throne
And if da kid ain't right
Den let me die in his songs

See I'll be ridin' just
Ridin alone'
Wit my daddy on my mind, like u gotta be kiddin'
How da hell u ain't here 2 see ya prince do his thing?
Sometimes I wanna drop a tear but no emotions from a king

Shant be, so I be who I be, that's me
Dats Weezy F. Baby and
Please say da motherfuckin'
So I be who I be, that's me
Dats Weezy F. Baby and
Please say da motherfuckin'

Baby u gotta kno dat I'm just out here
Doin' what I gotta do 4 me and u and we eatin'
So bitch, how da fuck iz u trippin'?
I'm takin' dese chances

My head 2 da sky
My feet on da ground
My fingas 2 da judge
If da money don't move

Then I won't budge
(Won't budge)
No I won't budge, no Lord

Money iz da motivation
Facin' da avenue
Back touchin' da wall
Got da weed, got da gun

Gotta run when I hear da bird call
Dang, hop in dat thang and merk off
Swerve off
U kno me dey call me Birdman Jr.

Anybody murderer
If Birdman sponsor it
Phantom of da Opera
All black, guap tent, locked in
I can let them shots out
U can't get no shots in

Bullet proof, leave a nigga wit a bullet roof
Shoot ya in ya mouth, Leroy
They call ?em Bullet Tooth
I'm like, what it do, what it do
There's a full court pressure
I'm just going for da 2

If I'm open for da 3
I'ma take it in a second
Even if there's one second
I'ma make it, it's nothin'

I don't take it for granted
I don't take it for nothin'
I take it for what it's worth
To da derf motherfucker
(Yea)

Baby u gotta kno dat I'm just out here
Doin' what I gotta do 4 me and u and we eatin'
So bitch, how da fuck iz u trippin'?
I'm takin' dese chances

My head 2 da sky
My feet on da ground
My fingas 2 da judge
If da money don't move

Then I won't budge
(Won't budge)
No I won't budge, no Lord

I ain't neva killed nobody I promise
And I promise if u try me
He gon' have to rewind dis track
And make me go back
Dat thing a go rrrat
Dat boy will lay flat, so flat

Dat act is wat I perform amongst u hatas
Got Nina in my palm and I'm masturbating
Black Peter Pan, fly till I die, what u sayin'?
Bathin' ape, Eve Saint, Evisu wat I stay in

Got me feelin' like Scarface
Light da Cohiba, streets reply
I look right in the 4 seater, u know I be high
Get right in the 4 seater, top floor of da Four Seasons
4 of dem whores, and they all kno how to cook it up

And look I got some
And only one know how to bag, bitch bundle up
See it's a cold world so homie bundle up
We ain't on dis grind for nothin'
Now get ya hustle up

Baby u gotta kno dat I'm just out here
Doin' what I gotta do 4 me and u and we eatin'
So bitch, how da fuck iz u trippin'?
I'm takin' dese chances

My head 2 da sky
My feet on da ground
My fingas 2 da judge
If da money don't move

Then I won't budge
(Won't budge)
No I won't budge, no Lord

Baby u gotta kno dat I'm just out here
Doin' what I gotta do 4 me and u and we eatin'
So bitch, how da fuck iz u trippin'?
I'm takin' dese chances

My head 2 da sky
My feet on da ground
My fingas 2 da judge
If da money don't move

Then I won't budge
(Won't budge)
No I won't budge, no Lord

Man, man this be that Hustler Musik
Young Weezy got that muthafucking Hustler Musik, yo
So ride to it yo, and vibe to it yo
I'm asking y'all please, please

Young Weezy got that Hustla Musik
Young Weezy got that muthafucking Hustler Musik
Ride to it yo, vibe to it yo
Vibe to it yo

It's trill shit man, it's real talk man
It's how we do it, how we did it, how we done it
It's trill shit man, it's real talk boy
It's how we do it, how we did it, how we done it

I ain't bragging, I ain't boastin', it's the way it go
I ain't bragging, I ain't boastin', that's the way it is
Better guard your kids, guard your face, better guard your body
We warned the place, we here
Fuck bitches, it's young money, nigga

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Draped Up - Lyrics - Trill - Bun B

Title: Draped Up
Album: Trill
Artist: Bun B
Composer(s): Salih Williams, Bernard Freeman, Tomar Williams

Lyric:
Draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?

Well, it's big Bun B now, baby, Mr.Woodgrain
With diamonds up against them ballin' through your hood, mayne
And I'm smokin' on some good, mayne, the color purple
Not the movie but the kind that?ll have you goin' in a circle

Chrome lookin' more classy than the Transco Tower
Car drippin' candy paint like it just came out the shower
Like 'Face I got the money, the power and the finesse
To roll around one deep with hundred thousand round my neck

I'm lookin' real shiny, you can see me from a mile away
Thought you was doin' it, 'til I came and took your smile away
Pull up on your side in the turnin' lane, pop my trunk
Break you off, chunk a deuce and I'm Cadillac turnin', mayne

Little swang to the left, big swang to the right
My plates scrapin' and I'm slidin' the pipe, it's super tight
So don't try to knock us, baby, don't try to hate
That's how we do it in that Lone star state, get it straight, we be

Draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?

Draped, draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Draped, draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?

Now, if you never been to Texas, there's a picture to paint
'Cause we doin' it real big, in case you thinkin' we ain't
It's lots of money on these streets, bein' spent and bein' made
All it take is one look to see these boys gettin' paid

They livin' laid in big houses with pools in the backyard
Certified gangsters so you never see us act fraud
With iced out watches, bracelets, chains
Pieces, teeth, mayne, we throwed in the game

We got screens in that headrest, visors in the ceilin'
On chrome 83's and fours and Vogue peelin'
With bumpers and belts across the back of my trunk
Push a button and my car is waivin' bye to you punk

We from the land of sippin' on syrup and bangin' the Screw
We slab swangin' comin' down and through, I thought you knew
Back in the days, all they ever did was doubt us
Now the South is in the house and they can't do nothin' about us, we be

Draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?

Draped, draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Draped, draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?

One time for my trill trill reppin' the block
The real soldiers on the frontline is keepin' it cocked
They hold it down for they hood, throw it up, let 'em see it
So they can know how you G it, if they hatin', so be it

We ain't playin' where I'm stayin' 'cause it's way too real
No matter the situation, gotta keep it trill
Got the steel on my side when I ride 'cause I'm ready
I got 20/10 vision and my trigger finger steady

I'm an Underground King homeboy and not a simp
And I gots to represent 'til they decide to free the Pimp
I'm down for my click, just like I'm down for my block
And I'ma stand up for my partner 'til they let him off of lock

So go on, ?Body Rock?, Southside or ?Lean Back?
Two-step with your boy if you about your greenbacks
This here is a Texas toast so raise your glass
Because the whole Dirty South is finna show their naked a**, we be

Draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?

Draped, draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Draped, draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Draped, draped

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U Ain'T Goin Nowhere - Lyrics - Buck Tha World - Young Buck

Title: U Ain'T Goin Nowhere
Album: Buck Tha World
Artist: Young Buck
Composer(s): Michael Flowers, Vincent Morgan, David Brown, Andre Young

Lyric:
What did ya do to me?
What did ya do to me?
What did ya do to me, to me?

Even though I might **** a little
I know you love the way I work the ****
You look good in them high heels, girl
You're so hood, we in our lil' world

Shoppin' sprees overseas, you and me on a private flight
Got a chance to be my wife if ya **** act right
Gotta dance all night, girl, you want that ice
Everythang's on me, yeah, I'm that type

Marble floors in these elevator doors
Sixteen bedrooms and all of 'em yours
Let's **** all night, any position you like
Thick coats by the coach, black Bentley Azure

I know, sometimes a **** might not make it home
And it's no reception, low bars, it ain't on
And I keep doin' this 'cause you don't care
Material girl, that'll always be there, u ain't goin' nowhere

Time and time, I try to leave
But I just can't seem to leave your **** alone
Don't know why I can't let you go
And why I keep comin' back for more

I'm sayin' this, life is good
Got me up out the hood but I'm so confused
And I don't know how much more
Of this disrespect, I can take from you

U ain't goin' nowhere, how I know, because I told you so
And all that cryin' **** stop when I'm down below
****, I'm on top when you hit that O
Now get that O, that's what the **** you came here for

Now move that body all around like a professional
Damn, shorty's so flexible
We can do it on the highway, I'm talkin' 'bout **** to go
Now how the **** we get to Mexico?

Yeah, I bought that house but now you talkin' 'bout leavin'
You don't wanna do that, girl, it's pleasin' season
Heard your girls told you I'm **** up and that you need to get even
But all you need is me, you don't need them

You know the game, maintain and do ya thang
And tell them ****, worry 'bout they own man
So when they start talkin' like that there
Tell them **** to get the **** out your ear
'Cause u ain't goin' nowhere

Time and time, I try to leave
But I just can't seem to leave your **** alone
Don't know why I can't let you go
And why I keep comin' back for more

I'm sayin' this, life is good
Got me up out the hood but I'm so confused
And I don't know how much more
Of this disrespect, I can take from you

What did ya do to me?
What did you do to me?
What did ya do to me, to me, baby?

What did ya do to me?
What did you do to me?
What did ya do to me, to me?

You keep tellin' me, I make you sick
But on some real ****, quit ****, you love this ****
And even if she did leave because of the way I act
It be's like that, **** it, she'll be right back

You and I both know, if you and I both go
Our separate ways one thing's for sure
If you ever get the nerve to pack your **** and walk up out that door
You ain't never comin' back no more
She ain't goin' nowhere

Time and time, I try to leave
But I just can't seem to leave your **** alone
Don't know why I can't let you go
And why I keep comin' back for more

I'm sayin' this, life is good
Got me up out the hood but I'm so confused
And I don't know how much more
Of this disrespect, I can take from you

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What I Been Through - Lyrics - Undaground Legend - Lil' Flip

Title: What I Been Through
Album: Undaground Legend
Artist: Lil' Flip
Composer(s): Thomas Granville, Wesley Weston, Ronald Thomas

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Lyric:
Hi, this is the Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous
Today we're interviewing Lil' Flip, what's up man
So Lil' Flip tell me, how long have you been rapping?
Man, I've been rappin' ever since

1995 I was in junior high
I saw a lotta shit, so I was glad to be alive
A lot of people died, but a lot of people here
And when I turned 15, my vision got clear

It's time to be a man, time to make a plan
It's cool to make a hundred, but it's best to make a grand
My granny got sick and then they found cancer
We got to pay the doctors but God got the answer

The surgery went good, my Granny doin' well
My career takin' off, so I can't go to jail
And to my niggas on the block, stop sellin' rocks
'Cause I'ma tell the truth you can't outsmart the cops

You see what I did, I only drop hits
Choppin' up game, y'all choppin' up bricks
And some niggas snitch 'cause they can't take the heat
How we gon' go buy a system when the system got his beat

Hey, I'm from the home of the Astros, home of the Rockets
Born to rap yo, with a microphone in my pocket
Always thought I was grown, you couldn't tell me nothin'
I would talk shit if you tried to tell me somethin'

But I regret that, I had some minor setbacks
Old people thought my future would be jet black
All my years growin' up, I thought life was a game
You can't make it real far, thinkin' life is a game

Yet we lost a couple of friends, I almost lost my brother
I don't know what would've happened if we lost each other
Everyday is somethin' new, I just take it in strides
You only got one life, so enjoy the ride

Sometimes I was paid, sometimes I was broke
Me and Gray started hustlin' but my Mama didn't know
But it's cool, 'cause now I'm into this music
The man gave us a gift and we lovin' to use it

And if you look real close you'll see
That you can only be you, and I can be me
Because can't nobody ever live my life but me
But you will never see what I see like me, ha, me, ha

'Cause you don't know what I've been through
(So you shouldn't judge me)
And you don't know what I will and I won't do
(So you shouldn't judge me)

And you don't know what I've been through
(So you shouldn't judge me)
And you don't know what I will and I won't do
(So you shouldn't judge me)

It's gettin' harder now I just don't understand
Why the people in the world disgrace the black man
All that I can say, is pray and let it be
Live right and try your best not to end up like me

See I was the nigga that slang dope and steal cars
Glad I stopped before it led behind bars
Heart aches and scars, help me feel my way
Understand today I got a decision to make

Now do I wanna live right or continue goin' wrong
I'm never at home, this music keep a nigga gone
But this is what gets me, who are you to judge
'Cause I'm young and black, people still hold a grudge

Just a nudge right now'd push me over the end
When I was 14, I lost a very close friend
And ever since then my life ain't been the same
That's the biggest reason why I had to make a change

Never judge a book by it's cover, a man by his wealth
And if you already on your feet why don't you help somebody else
This what I was taught, so that's what I live by
'Cause you can't take none of this shit with you when you die

So everyday I try to keep my head high
But these bird ass niggas always jump fly
Should I take 'em out the game, nah, I'ma use my brain
I'm a kill 'em with kindness, and blow up my name

I came from nothin', and now I got a little change
A nigga happy now but I went through some pain
And everyday it rain, there's gone be some sunshine
I never thought I could put my whole life in one rhyme

'Cause you don't know what I've been through
(So you shouldn't judge me)
And you don't know what I will and I won't do
(So you shouldn't judge me)

And you don't know what I've been through
(So you shouldn't judge me)
And you don't know what I will and I won't do
(So you shouldn't judge me)

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I Wanna Know - Lyrics - Hey Kandi - Kandi

Title: I Wanna Know
Album: Hey Kandi
Artist: Kandi
Composer(s): Kevin Briggs, Kandi Burruss

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Lyric:
If you got kids back home, I wanna know
If you don't, I wanna know
If you're straight or you're ain't, I wanna know
If you're broke, I wanna know

I wanna know, I wanna know, I wanna know
I wanna know, I wanna know, I wanna know

If you wanna be with me, I gotta know
What you doin'? Where you goin'? What you havin'?
Who you love? Who you like? Who you're seein'?
Before I let you in

'Cuz I learned from my past, oh yes, I did
Met a guy that I liked, he was my type
But he lied 'bout his wife
And he tried to play me, play me

Now how long was he gone
Way before he told me 'bout that
I can't believe he did me like that
Something I should've known, oh yeah

But I've learned my lesson
Not again will I be naive
I need to know the secrets y'all keep
'Cuz what I don't know could come back on me

If you got kids back home, I wanna know
If you don't, I wanna know
If you're straight or you're ain't, I wanna know
If you're broke, I wanna know

I wanna know, I wanna know, I wanna know
I wanna know, I wanna know, I wanna know

If you wanna fall in love, gotta be aware
'Bout the life that your lover's been leadin'
So you know if they gonna be schemin'
Or if they gonna dog you out

'Cuz I know I've had my share, oh yes, I did
Did me wrong, stayin' at some woman's place
I'm scared he was not a closet case
Still was cheatin' but not that way

Now how long was he gone
Way before he told me 'bout that
I can't believe he did me like that
Something I should've known, oh yeah

But I've learned my lesson
Not again will I be naive
I need to know the secrets y'all keep
'Cuz what I don't know could come back on me

If you got kids back home, I wanna know
If you don't, I wanna know
If you're straight or you're ain't, I wanna know
If you're broke, I wanna know

I wanna know, I wanna know, I wanna know
I wanna know, I wanna know, I wanna know

Ladies, oh, ladies
Gotta know the partners he's had
So later on you won't be mad
Findin' out what you don't know

And fellas, oh, fellas
Check for that Adam's apple
So you won't be on no talk show
Findin' out what you don't know

If you got kids back home, I wanna know
If you don't, I wanna know
If you're straight or you're ain't, I wanna know
If you're broke, I wanna know

I wanna know, I wanna know, I wanna know
I wanna know, I wanna know, I wanna know

If you got kids back home, I wanna know
If you don't, I wanna know
If you're straight or you're ain't, I wanna know
If you're broke, I wanna know

I wanna know, I wanna know, I wanna know
I wanna know, I wanna know, I wanna know
I wanna know, I wanna know, I wanna know
I wanna know, I wanna know, I wanna know
I wanna know, I wanna know, I wanna know

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