Supafly

We smashing Thousand be the head of the class 'n' Rollin thru ya party with the stereo blastin' we creepin' It's bin' seven since last weekend Everybody in the club freekin' And in the corner, I can see ya standin' there Black jacket 'n' long hair we've been exchanging stares 'n' I know ya, 'n' what'cha thinkin' yeah right Wearin' ya clothes air-tight at the club every night 'n' Don't'cha know that brothers don't like the girls That be into the guys that be tellin them lies 'n' listen here hun Life's more than this Ya tryin to tell me that'cha never get bored of this? Yo, check this who you eye'in up for ya set list Frontin' with ya fake gold necklace Not respected, 'n' yet ya wonderin' why Seen the gleam in ya eyes, as soon as ya spotted them dolla signs $, Girl what's next? who you hittin' up for the rolex? Brothers need to check their specs Boy ya gettin' gamed on, thinkin' she loves you 'n' all that Need to get it all back, move on 'n' step off that She's the wrong type, but same goes for females Cuz' guys be spittin' lies, not telling the details In the fine print, baby girl, don't sweat it Cuz one of these days you'll regret it And yo, the moral of the story is Dogs and cats are notorious, for gettin' funny around cash money So lesson learned, 'n' ya playin' with fire get burned Respect yourself, peace, kid hope ya learned CHORUS You think ya somethin' more ya so supafly To the fact you're blind, you're soft inside It's hard for me to get this through to you To the fact ya blind, baby, blind, baby (x2) Well it's the Sundance Kid Yo the rap villain, man for real and Peeps catchin' feelin's of the lyrical caps that I'm peeling Makin' noise y'all, me 'n' my krutch boys y'all, stand tall Cuz yo we ain't never gonna fall, man forget that Yo, we'll keep constantly comin' right back Like CHRIST when he rose on the third Strikin' ya nerves take ya down, down, like Titanic to icebergs If ya messin' with a girl for her curves And yo, ya might be, you think ya somethin high and mighty Might be that you be frontin Most likely, no doubt, money be singin' the same song Respect yourself hun, it's the 34th Psalm And sometimes I feel, so unbreakable, I'm so forsakeable I'm shattered, And things aren't as they seem They're so in between, they're so make believe That it's un-real, And wake me up when things are better Cuz I can't take much more of this and take these rags But leave my comfortable sweater And leave me alone, then leave me alone Alone, alone, a-lone CHORUS