Keepin' the Faith

Jody got a cat, but she won't let it out

Oh, tough luck 'cause it makes Jack pout

Waiting on the wins, he moves to the next

Searching for the cheese, looking for the text

In the Big Blue in search of the skins

Grinning and laughing, laughing and grinning

Padlock Jody got the whole scene played

No knockin' boots till she's 14K'd

Diamond in the back, the sunroof top

Waiting for the credit card so she can go and shop

Jack plays the back, just knockin' other socks

<span begin="58.518" end="59.767">'Cause now in the hood he's</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="59.757" end="1:01.109">(Johnny the Fox)</span></span>

Till one ring came, Jody blew a spark

Found about Jody 'round the corner in the park

Flipping like a dipstick, hip to the news

Practicing the range, bellowing the blues

Jack rolls the carpet in, swift like a skate

"Yo, Jody, yo, gotta go, got a date"

Padlock Jody's screaming, "Wait, wait, wait!"

"Don't worry, hon," he replies, "I'm keepin' the faith"

I'll never do the baseball with you again

Yo, I'll never do the baseball with you

'Cause your hoochie-coo was so smooth

<span begin="1:40.955" end="1:43.120">Was it such a sin to let, let me in?</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="1:41.933" end="1:43.653">(Let, let me in)</span></span>

Hooked by your ever-so-shyness

Want that bush, heard you're from Flatbush

Ran after ya, caught ya

Brought ya to Long Island, stylin' for a while

In my hut, I was on a cut for a peck

A silly Greg Peck

You tried to play me new, Plug One, you disconnect

<span begin="1:57.400" end="1:58.859">I'd try to touch your hair</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="1:58.258" end="1:59.753">(You would say no)</span></span>

<span begin="1:59.304" end="2:01.104">Yo, I'd try to touch your hair</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="2:00.456" end="2:01.905">(You would say no)</span></span>

Is it 'cause you want my financial flaunt?

First you gotta please me, nice and easy

But I guess you want that in reverse

So I stand, Plug First can see

We got a serious block

Turn the other way, ooh, what do I spot?

A hoopin' Hey Love whose scent left a trace

Had a stash in her pocket with a body that's safe

Ball to the eight, now you wanna swing?

Forget the rap, yo, Black Sheep, sing

You're banned, you're banned

You're banned, honey dip, you're banned

You're banned

You're banned

Yo, ya banned by the preacher man

You played yourself a stew

Now to me you step, never mind love

The faith is being kept

Now remember 'bout Padlock Jody, here's the fact

Jack little wick, but she was acting wack

Jack wanna lay, but laying ain't exact

'Cause the past four or five, she was banned by the pack

Hip to the witness, putting on a plan

No money, no more Puddy Tat for the man

Jack knows that honey means playing a game

Only wanna bowl, got nabbed for the fame

<span begin="3:11.824" end="3:13.604">Claude Van Damme</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="3:13.159" end="3:14.257">(Goddamn)</span></span>

Sam was the man that you planned to command

Nothing new about a neighborhood

You know what? Padlock Jody wanna cut

Jack's thinking cap, make mine into a pack

"Yo, here's twenty, forty, sixty, pay me back"

Conscience appears, "Yo Jack, what you doing?"

"You play the cold while honey here's cooling?"

"You don't have to if you don't want to"

"You don't have to if you don't want to"

So he begins with the ring, ring, ring

"Hey Judy girl, how ya doin'?"

"Seen you with another man, what you doing? Screwing?"

"Ooh, shame on you! What, you can't wait"

"For the big bait? Well, I'ma tell you straight"

"Honey child, I'm keepin' the faith!"