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)            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)            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) (x2.5)