What You Gonna Do Boy?

歌詞

[VERSE 1] Forget Wonder Woman, she's a trick Workin around in red, white and blue The girl is through Another superhero comin atcha But much blacker Yo-Yo, better known as Cleopatra And when shit gets mental In South Central Please, could you bust the instrumental? Givin you a migrane Is it a bird or a plane or Soul Train? Funky like Coltrane Never do the same-old thing Swoop down to the rescue Girl, don't be no fool Cause it's cool to be in love with a brother But nigga, make sure you wear a glove when you love her Cause you'll fall flat, and ain't none of that poppin Ain't no panties droppin, ain't no hoe-hoppin And homeboys, you need help too Forget the red and the blue, what the hell's up with you? You and your crew rather shoot me down when I come around Now the sheriff's got your ass countied down Gettin they clown on, got you in the backseat Cause you claimed the other man and street Say you all that, but throw the gat when they come atcha But here comes Cleopatra [VERSE 2] I see a lot of brothers gettin arrested Cause my neighborhood's infested With the crack and the cocaine Who's the mack with the no-name? Is it Bush or Quayle See, somethin smell fishy And it ain't Miss Pretty Who lives up the block A pussy full of cock 8 months knocked, and still hits the rock Had a baby that's addicted to crack Dumb trick, you can get a smack for that I don't defend no girl that's dumb I don't like no brothers tryin to get none Cause no, no, no, you're not humpin me I'm not dumb like Prissy on '3's Company' I know how to catch a male And not watchin those shows called _Sally Jesse Raphael_ Intelligent black woman With the plats, and I'm black Get off my bra-strap [VERSE 3] I hate a young brother that's sexist Cause they got a Lexus But I'm large as Texas Say what I gotta say, do what I gotta do Rollin with the IBWC crew Now they trollin me to Do another song like 'You Can't Play With My Yo-Yo' Don't they know that was done before? I checked it, wrecked it Never butt-naked Down with the Lench Mob, but wait a second 'Mama didn't take no mess' when I was a kid And thank God that she never did Cause I figure I'd be bigger in the front Waitin for a check every month Watchin _All My Children_, livin in a motel With all my real children, all bad as hell Life is great when you ain't Section 8 But if you are, keep strivin, livin and survivin Do the right thing, and no one could match ya And that's from Cleopatra