A youґve been makinґ your brags around town
That youґve been a lovinґ my man
But the man I love, when he picks up trash
He puts it in a garbage can
And thatґs what a you look like to me
And what I seeґs a pity
Close your face and stay outta my way
If ya donґt wanna go to fist city
If ya donґt wanna go to fist city
Ya better detour around my town
ҐCause Iґll grab you by the hair a the head
And Iґll lift a you off a the ground
Iґm not a sayinґ my babyґs a saint ґcause he ainґt
Nґ that he wonґt cat around with a kitty
Iґm here to tell ya gal to lay offa my man
If ya donґt wanna go to fist city
Come on and tell me what you told my friends
If you think youґre brave enough
And Iґll show you what a real woman is
Since you think youґre hot stuff
Youґll bite off more than you can chew
If you get to cute or witty
You better move your feet
If you donґt wanna eat