Don't you get around Don't you get around Don't you get around Don't you get around Why do you put me in a danger zone Why do you play me Don't you need
Don't you get around X4 Why do you put me in a danger zone Why do you play me Don't you need what you're gonna bring on home Why do you betray me
attest to mess around and I'll arrest you I ain't playing you know what I'm saying? This ain't the best you've ever hear coming from a female MC But you
can't even find you We stay on the grind, you slip, we out-grind you You walk around mad, you let your anger blind you We walk around just playin' the violin behind you
big obstacle put in front of your optical to slow you down And everytime you think you gotten past it it's gonna come back around and tackle you to the
Break shit! (scratched) (4x): No...you hear me! you go to hell! [parl yams] Yo, y'all rappers have never learned That's why I'm fuckin wit y'all Run around
time to joke-joke You fuck around, you could get your ass smoked Look, this not a game, me, B? I ain’t playin’ Beep behind me planned, so you here anyway You
you bitches, you think I forgot about your ass, You tramp-ass hoes? you better watch out. And for you so called baller-ass niggaz, You know what time
you gotta get up (Gotta get up, gotta get up) (Yeah, just bounce around) (Just shake that shit and bounce around) You gotta get on You gotta get down
let you know, I'm paying homage cause you've paved the way for me, Yeah. See, Mary J. I want you to understand you paved the way (for me) I'm givin homage (to you
with your friends Heard you screamin about cream in your rap kid Yo my last check for Wild Wild West came on a flat bed Once and for all lets get this straight How you
little scratch make it funky fresh Cause you know you the dopest that ever did it, man The world's supreme DJ, DJ Jazzy Jeff [solo of Jazzy Jeff scratching
I want, I said "come here cutie" I flip her around and then I work that booty Work the body, work, work the body Slow down girl you're 'bout to hurt
, you know the situation You're tryin' to rap but they give you frustration Nose in the air, turnin' you down When you really wanna say, ?Yo baby, let's get down? But you don't, you
! Homeboys,you know the situation You're trying to rap but they give you frustration When you really wanta say! "Yo baby let's get down" Nose in the air,turnin' you down But you
's, then we can talk You're just new, kid, you got a hit out In interviews you talk a lotta shit out You got paid, you really made out You went broke
