Hey, hey woman, where was you at night?
Ahh, Right about now we're gonna get into real smooth This is the story a man and a woman The man tried to kick, the woman He large, now she wants Let's look in on the story as this man's this girl, about herself
See girl, you look now And I gotta tell you somethin' in your face You played like a big-time toy from Mattel Tryin' to flaunt the little bit of you got
Why don't you go on there and let him diss you again? See your girlfriend's and lookin' at me at the same time But right now I'm ready to wash my hands And get all the dirt off,
Back in the days, see you had the time To to my house, and let me tell you that I rhyme You always excuses, such as "I'm sleepin' now, call me back," no never mind 'Cuz you and your are very hard to find
Lisa, Pamela, Angela, The girls who shoplift, and everyday for Benz's, food and a hamburger Just to connive and rob a brother for
That ain't right, girl, in your world I you once, you never dialed back Twice, you never back Saturday morning, live, I'm on Train
Talkin' to Don Saturday night, my phone Saturday night, I won't Saturday night, my phone rings night, I don't answer
Finally, I cold the call, hello? "Hello? Hey Keith, it's me, baby, I you Where you been at all this Whatchu been doin'? Hey, you think we can hang out Y'know, we gotta talk You workin' in the grocery store?" Please Stop jockin' me,
Stop jockin me, (You're me, baby) jockin me girl (Slow down, clockin' me, baby)
Stop me, girl (You're me, baby) jockin me, girl (Yeah, jockin me, baby)
Ha ha ha hah Here we have the same scenario, but people We have a young man who's followed by a secret admirer She too fronted on the rap Let's look in on his story and see happens
Uh, uh, baby, you know what? You really to check yourself Yo, I this is sad, that here we are in the 20th century And y'know you practicin' these primitive tactics Y'know jockin a when he gets large Check yourself, Let me over here and do my thing like this
Yo, B-boy comrades, this girl she keeps me Regardless what I say, she's clockin' me Houndin' me like a pest, like she's obsessed I tell her she'll never get me but she'll let
The situation for a day or two We're on tour, Trev said, "I'll bet she'll follow you" And boy, was he right, I know you're wonderin' This girl like a groupie followed me London
Show for show, state to state, night night to hotel, and even the airports She tried to play me Now you believe, she tried to play high-post
At one time, before I made a She wasn't sure it was me, so then, she had to it She on the video, show on the TV She believe it was me on the big screen
the hit, yeah, the record was kickin' brother From that day on, the girl, tried to me Like a blanket, but I havin' it I a grocery, and she wasn't baggin' it So I took my time, her in the eye And said, "Stop me, girl"
Stop me, girl, you're daily jockin me (You're me, baby) Stop me girl, ahh girl, you're a hooker (You're me, baby)
jockin me, girl, girl, I can't, get with you (You're me, baby) Stop me, girl (You're me, baby) Said won't ya get away me
So you have it, typical situation of jockin First you fronted, now you it For all you thinkin' about jockin' somebody I you don't do it, or you will get dissed out