Yo, remember back on the Bully when cats used to harmonize like

Yo, yo, my men and my women

Don′t forget about the deen, Sirat al-MustaqeemYo, it's about a thing

If ya feel real good wave your hands in the air

And lick two shots in the atmosphere

It′s been three weeks since you were looking for your friend

The one you let hit it and never called you again

'Member when he told you he was 'bout the Benjamins?

You act like you ain′t hear him, then give him a little trim

To begin, how you think you′re really gon' pretend

Like you wasn′t down and you called him again?

Plus, when you give it up so easy you ain't even foolin′ him

If you did it then, then you'd probably f- again

Talking out your neck, sayin′ you're a Christian

A Muslim, sleeping with the jinn

Now that was the sin that did Jezebel in

Who you gon' tell when the repercussions spin?

Showing off your ass ′cause you′re thinkin' it′s a trend

Girlfriend, let me break it down for you again

You know I only say it 'cause I′m truly genuine

Don't be a hard rock when you really are a gem

Baby girl, respect is just a minimum

N- f- up and you still defending ′em

Now, Lauryn is only human

Don't think I haven't been through the same predicament

Let it sit inside your head like a million women in Philly, Penn

It′s silly when girls sell their souls because it′s in

Look at where you be in, hair weaves like Europeans

Fake nails done by Koreans

Come again

A win win, come again

A win win, come again

My friend come again

Guys you know you'd better watch out

Some girls, some girls are only about

That thing, that thing, that thing

That thing, that thing, that thing

The second verse is dedicated to the men

More concerned with his rims and his Timbs than his women

Him and his men, come in the club like hooligans

Don′t care who they offend, poppin' yang (like you got yen)

Let′s stop pretend, the ones that pack pistols by they waist men

Cristal by the case men, still in they mother's basement

The pretty face men claiming that they be the big men

Need to take care of they three or four kids

And they face a court case when the child support late

Money taking and heart breaking, now you wonder why women hate men

The sneaky, silent men

The punk, domestic violence men

Quick to shoot the semen, stop acting like boys and be men

How you gonna win, when you ain′t right within?

How you gonna win, when you ain't right within?

How you gonna win, when you ain't right within?

Uh-uh, come again

Yo, yo, come again

The breddrin come again

And sistrin come again

Watch out, watch out

Look out, look out

Watch out, watch out

Look out, look out

Watch out, watch out

Look out, look out

Watch out, watch out

Look out, look out

Girls you know you′d better watch out

Some guys, some guys are only about

That thing, that thing, that thing

That thing, that thing, that thing

Guys you know you′d better watch out

'Cause girls, some girls are only about

That thing, that thing, that thing

That thing, that thing, that thing

Girls you know you′d better watch out

Some guys, some guys are only about

That thing, that thing, that thing

That thing, that thing, that thing

Hey, we've got some very intelligent women here, man

Do you think you′re too young to really love somebody?

(No, no, no, I don't think so)

I say it for me, uh, I′m an adult I say, wait

"You're too young to be in love, this is silly

You're infatuated or whatever, you got nice jeans

You wear fancy Adidas"

I mean, it might be something I don′t know

(It′s the difference from loving somebody and being in love with somebody)

Well, you tell me, what's the difference?

(Okay, you can love anybody but when you′re in love with somebody

You're looking at it like this

You′re taking that person for what he or she is

No matter what he or she look like or no matter what he or she do

You fall in love, you can fall out of love

You might stop being in love but you are not gonna stop loving that person

Maybe sometimes they never been loved before

Or they never been in love before, they never

They don't know what the feeling is to be loved

She poetic

She killed it, we could end that conversation with that, right?