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