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Verse One: 

People often see me in jams  and be thinkin I'm high 
No that just be my lazy eye 
What's your reply to the evidence against you 
Your girlfriend found one hand just one loan credit 
Exclaimed you was fuckin you claim downtown 
where Fred can beat that  win that  quick nigga wins the ballgames 
Tailwind nose is a must on any con any truck 
When riding on luck you catch an empty 
Riding on the wave is real good, suave bola 
You be playin the low low, while your girlfriend be like, "Oh no!" 
I seen it with my own eyes and I know that it was him 
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned 
Episodes of Free Willy bring strife in your life 
You can flip and use the gift of gab, but don't waver 
If you love your girlfriend, then you better save her 
Cause the next man is eager, to run up in yours 
Be in her drawers, put your girl on her fours 
Sometime's the girls game's tighter than a sloppy ass nigga 
I got my girl locked down hey that's the truth nigga 
She gone away for the weekend, man she right uptown 
Runnin around with my man Boogie Brown 
I keep your arms in the air, your feet on the floor 
While you're over there frontin with these kids 
your girl's givin jaw 

Chorus: 

I been doin my own thing (2X) 

Verse Two: 

Oh you got your own dough, from where I don't know 
You hold degrees from two universities 
Girl you're worth cheese in the nine-seis 
Sadat owns apartment keys, is it Alize for Dolo 
You got a mind on top of that spine plus the lump lump 
Highly educated and highly motivated 
Workin girl skirt tight love to hurt 
What to exert, I break your next man's pocket 
Smell of freak fragrant, unlike the vagrant 
You can pay the rent always, and don't be gettin hallways 
In the bed girlie and at work by nine 
Put on the work force ridin on a iron horse 
Bring it home to dad, the one piece cause I'm here 
Workout baby doll and keep yo' career 
No chiggedy, no diggedy, not you 
Glad that I got you, when I did 
Cause you was runnin wild with this out of style kid, no class 
Light in the ass, white enough to pass 
Shotproof glass for the midnight mass 

Chorus 

Verse Three: 

I have seen this chick at the bar, furiously she was searchin 
She want to wet her whistle with the glass of bubbly 
She want the Willie Dom not the cheap sherry 
Tryin to front with the outfit that's goin back tomorrow 
Now she's makin me dream, if she played to force it 
Dom she want to toss it, back in that 
Jet when the bottle's gone and that's a fact 
Give you the wrong number knowin it's the wrong number 
Front on a nigga never that, not I 
If you see me at the bar it's dry throat 
because I'm keepin these hoes dry 
Hey lookie there there's Harlem Slim! 
Lookin at me, but then you're walkin with him 
I be a little old for them young girl games 
I know a lot of tricks but I ain't namin no names 
One burnt my man, left his beef in flames 
Actin ill wild like the untamed dames 
Just came to mingle where I flowed the river Thames 
When I was young in the clubs they played Cool James 
Get rich without jail, is one of my aims 
You remember Good Times, with courderoy jeans 

Chorus (repeat 2.5X)

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