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singing: Jealous! (8X) Girls voice:
(Talking over the singing) Jealous!?!
What he mean jealous, know what
I'm saying? He just mad cause he
got with some ugly hoes, know what
I'm saying? Girls don't buy him
no clothes, He bought that ho some
clothes!! He don't buy me no clothes,
Nigga ain't got no money, no vibe,
no dick I mean, What do I got to
be jealous for? He ain't gonna
make it no where, he ain't got
no type of time He has no career
move, I mean... Verse 1: I come
home every single day from working
double shifts And stop along the
way to pick you up a couple gifts
I come inside and you pretend you
miss me when you kiss me Then you
diss me and we strenuously fight
continuously Again you frisk me,
for numbers trying to bust me It
must be only just because you never
learned to trust me Plus we only
grovel only irrelevant issues To
many tissues, for my feelings you
misuse I buy you jewelry, you make
a fool of me I bring you diamond
rings you say I'm bad at timing
things So what's a man to do when
all i hand to you is handed back
to me You act to be this gangsta
bitch, that ain't what first attracted
me I used to love your company
now you always bugging me For information
and you tell your friends you plan
on dumping me So I'ma wait for
your evacuation Cause every accusation
makes me wanna smack your face
in See I've never been so sure,
and your just insecure So my solution
to your jealousy presents a cure
I recommend you take your things
and check them in Look at the nervous
wreck I'm in, I need my second
wind, Say What? Chorus: Men Singing
Jealous, Jealousy, Jealousy (8X)
Women's Voice: (Talking over singing)
Fuck you and what you going through
Fuck Eminem, he just mad cause
I left that nigga for another man
Me and Eminem don't need nothing
but my and his money Immature,
Me? Nigga ain't got no dick, no
swang in his thang Know what I'm
saying? He just mad cause I'm getting
it all night Jealous of me, know
what I'm saying? That's what I'm
talking about Mother fucker just
trying to get his pussy Verse 2:
I used to be a puppet and a sucker
for your silent treatments I used
to be intoxicated with your sweet
sense Until the day I started following
your feetprints And tapping in
your phone conversations through
the heat vents It made complete
sense, there's someone else you
like So I confronted you and asked
you who was Mike? And you was like,
(sampled) **I need a new nigga**
Someone rich that I could follow
And you'll be over me by the time
you see tomorrow Leaving me in
sorrow, Brandy never felt so broken
hearted I fell apart when you departed
then the joking started I was an
open target, you play comedian
And I became the laughing stock.
but now I'm on my feet again And
so we meet again, your acting like
an ex-wife All in my sex life,
I got a message from Phife He goes,
"You didn't want me to see
you then, I don't want you now"
Take a towel, wipe your brow, quit
trying to hunt me down You run
me down and now your trying to
apologize For all the lies and
everytime you made me ball my eyes
Because I got a bigger wallet size,
you wanna swing it Jealousy is
in the house ya'll, Fellas sing
it... Chorus: Men Singing Jealous,
Jealousy, Jealousy (12X) |
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