Rhymefest, Dres - Foolin' Around lyrics
[Rhymefest, Dres - Foolin' Around lyrics]
"Don't let your baby catch you foolin' around
You just might lose the best
Thing that you ever found"
Aight we cool myspace
Nuhuh facebook? Haha black Planet?
Oh, no! You know what you know what?
I lost one or two of 'em
Catch you foolin' around look look
Look look look look look, now now
Now I was blessed with a brain
And a dick that's fine
I only got enough blood to use one at a time
If you into givin' head
We'll be usin' our mind
But my girl get home at six
We can't be losin' the time all men cheat
Don't act like it's a new thang
I got numbers and try to
Disguise them in dude's names like Anthony
Angie, Timothy tammy
I be back
I'm goin' to see my homie "Pat" up in Miami
(bye)
Get back from Miami, my girl got a jammie
"What the hell is these cause
They ain't Timothy's panties!" i'm like
"I I bought 'em for you" Lies
I got caught in a few
I got a girl I fuck as often as you!
All men cheat, hit strip clubs, trick dubs
(make it rain)
Lap dances and dick rubs, forget love
Once or twice tricked the rent off
Showers two in the morning
You ain't gettin' clean
You washin' the scent off
Listen this is Dres and I'm tryin'
To let you know seriously
You like your flavor of the month
You gotta lick it correctly
I myself, I done licked all kind of flavors
I mean, otherwise it's just gonna run
Down your fingers
And uh, you know what that's called? A mess
You said your man got you
Candies and flowers last weekend?
(Awww, he's so sweet) No, THAT nigga cheatin'
No wonder he be comin' home
Smilin' and cheesin'
You should fuck me now, he gave you a reason
Don't leave him or try to key up his van
On the real baby girl, he's just bein' a man
What? You want you a faithful compan-ion?
Well you should run and get a
Dog cause all men are hogs
And we gonna say whatever it take
To get in them drawers
If you don't cheat you must be gayer
Than the Kids In The Hall (HEY)
How the hell you expect me to survive?
Look at how fine them girls is
Half naked down on Lake Shore Drive
And you want me to stay in line when
They playin' Clipse in the club and all
The girls get up and start "Grindin'"
Jewelry on my neck, swingin' and shinin'
If you got a tape deck homie, start rewindin'
You just might lose the best
Thing that you ever found"
Aight we cool myspace
Nuhuh facebook? Haha black Planet?
Oh, no! You know what you know what?
I lost one or two of 'em
Catch you foolin' around look look
Look look look look look, now now
Now I was blessed with a brain
And a dick that's fine
I only got enough blood to use one at a time
If you into givin' head
We'll be usin' our mind
But my girl get home at six
We can't be losin' the time all men cheat
Don't act like it's a new thang
I got numbers and try to
Disguise them in dude's names like Anthony
Angie, Timothy tammy
I be back
I'm goin' to see my homie "Pat" up in Miami
(bye)
Get back from Miami, my girl got a jammie
"What the hell is these cause
They ain't Timothy's panties!" i'm like
"I I bought 'em for you" Lies
I got caught in a few
I got a girl I fuck as often as you!
All men cheat, hit strip clubs, trick dubs
(make it rain)
Lap dances and dick rubs, forget love
Once or twice tricked the rent off
Showers two in the morning
You ain't gettin' clean
You washin' the scent off
Listen this is Dres and I'm tryin'
To let you know seriously
You like your flavor of the month
You gotta lick it correctly
I myself, I done licked all kind of flavors
I mean, otherwise it's just gonna run
Down your fingers
And uh, you know what that's called? A mess
You said your man got you
Candies and flowers last weekend?
(Awww, he's so sweet) No, THAT nigga cheatin'
No wonder he be comin' home
Smilin' and cheesin'
You should fuck me now, he gave you a reason
Don't leave him or try to key up his van
On the real baby girl, he's just bein' a man
What? You want you a faithful compan-ion?
Well you should run and get a
Dog cause all men are hogs
And we gonna say whatever it take
To get in them drawers
If you don't cheat you must be gayer
Than the Kids In The Hall (HEY)
How the hell you expect me to survive?
Look at how fine them girls is
Half naked down on Lake Shore Drive
And you want me to stay in line when
They playin' Clipse in the club and all
The girls get up and start "Grindin'"
Jewelry on my neck, swingin' and shinin'
If you got a tape deck homie, start rewindin'