Doo Wop (That Thing)
Lauryn Hill
Written by: Lauryn Hill
Yo’, remember on the Boully when cats used to harmonize like
Yo, yo’, my men and my women
Don’t forget about the day, listen at the most king
Yo’, it’s about a thing, uh, yo’, yo’, what, what
If you feel real good wave your hands in the air
And lift two shots in the atmosphere
Put ‘em up, put ‘em up
Yeah, uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
It’s been three weeks since you’ve been lookin’ for your friend
The one you let hit it and never called you again
‘Member when he told you he was ‘bout the Benjamins
You act like you ain’t hear him, then gave him a little trim
To begin, how you think you’re really gon’ pretend
Like you wasn’t down and you called him again
Plus when you give it up so easy you ain’t even foolin’ him
If you did it then, then you’d probably f*** again
Talking out your neck sayin’ you’re a Christian
A Muslim sleeping with the gin
Now that was the sin that did Jezebel in
Who you gon’ tell when the repercussions spin
Showin’ off your a** ‘cause your thinkin’ it’s a trend
Girlfriend, let me break it down for you again
You know I only say it ‘cause I’m truly genuine
Don’t be a hard rock when you really are a gem
Baby girl, respect is just the minimum
N****’s f***ed up and you still defendin’ ‘em
Now Lauryn is only human
Don’t think I haven’t been through the same predicament
Let it sit inside your head like a million women in Philly, Penn.
It’s silly when girls sell their soul because it’s in
Look at where you be in, hair weaves like Europeans
Fake nails done by Koreans
Come again, come again
Yo’, uh, when, when, come again (Yeah, yeah)
Bredren, come again (Yeah, yeah)
My friend come again (Yeah, yeah)
Guys, you know you better, watch out
Some girls, some girls are only, about
That thing, that thing, that thing
That thing, that thing, that thing
The second verse is dedicated to the men
More concerned with his rims and his Timbs than his women
Him and his men come in the club like hooligans
Don’t care who they offend, popping yang [Like you got yen]
Let’s not pretend, they wanna pack pistol by they waist men
Cristal by the case men, still in they mother’s basement
The pretty face, men claimin’ that they did a bid, men
Need to take care of their three and four kids, men
They facin’ court case when the child’s support late
Money takin’, heart breakin’, now you wonder why women hate men
The sneaky silent men, the punk domestic violence men
The quick to shoot the semen, stop actin’ like boys and be men
How you gon’ win when you ain’t right within
How you gon’ win when you ain’t right within
How you gon’ win when you ain’t right within
Uh, uh, come again
Yo’, yo’, come again
My bredren come again
And sistren, come again
Yeah, yeah
Watch out, watch out, look out, look out
Watch out, watch out, look out, look out
Watch out, watch out, look out, look out
Watch out, watch out, look out, look out
Girls, you know you better, watch out
Some guys, some guys are only, about
That thing, that thing, that thing
That thing, that thing, that thing
Guys, you know you better, watch out
‘Cause girls, some girls are only, about
That thing, that thing, that thing
That thing, that thing, that thing
Girls, you know you better, watch out
Some guys, some guys are only, about
That thing, that thing, that thing
That thing, that thing, that thing
2007-02-15 14:56:08
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