Yo up it's the 'D' crew up in here With the Black Spooks and we 'bout to drop it on Y'all get a clue get a clue, get a clue, get a clue
Now everybody wanna everybody who to be with Really doesn't matter to me long as I miss that shit And AIDS ain't the end of the world girls and us do kinky And there's way to muff without the touchin'
Never hide the truth if my and hair is sacred Then why we can't be in public It's totally natural like sex is but is A law had to be made by men with itty bitty penises
The streets of this they are my playground I explore them Meet somebody I don't like and I ignore them I don't destroy way that you know who be he want me to hate like he hate But I got too poo, poo with me
Fool get a clue it's a new be trippin' on you I go my own way Players gonna play with who they wanna play People gonna always lay with who they lay with
Well it's the B, L, A, C, K to the S, P O, K It don't matter what man say I'm gone do it all my way 'Cause I'm slick like quick
I don't wanna be down with yo gross I just snap photo flicks With a freaky little puffin dodo sticks I can live as dirt road hicks
I can make three two make six Cut with verbal and nicks I'm as ill as chicks with Scuff my kicks I'm bustin'
Openin' somebody up Vicks ism by the bricks Plus I brick city I picks All in yo mix as I ease
Like Vix be greasin' dicks I be skeezin' when the season switch I be makin' itch like fleas and ticks I swoop low and prey on
I've got my own prefix I'll stop twitchin' where's my I gonna break shit up Twix
get a clue it's a new game Can't be on you I go my own way Players gonna play with who they wanna play People gonna always lay with who they lay with
get a clue it's a new game Can't be on you I go my own way Players gonna play who they wanna play with gonna always lay with who they wanna lay with
You want me to what you want (I go my own way) You me to be like you be (I go my own way)
You me to trip like you be trippin' (I go my own way) go my own way (I go my own way)
Maybe it your flava but I'm gettin' wit it Maybe you wouldn't be wit it yo but I'm splittin' wit it Maybe it ain't your style or shape but I'm hittin' it You want me to hate what you But quit it forget it, I ain't wit it
country tis of thee Taught me how to bring the Now I'm just like I'm supposed to be Smokin' mothafucka's my Sex, money and drugs the most to me
Murderin' ain't a thang to me And I'ma slanging 'G' Hold on young blood on You gotta keep on You keep on fightin'