Lyrics

I know everything, Terrence. I know everything and I have the proof
I know you have. She last week Thursday night
Aye
I know everything, Terrence
B, what you talking about
You ask me what I'm talking about
Who tell you that
You want to tell your father and them that she pregnant
I get catched in the act. Terrence, Terrence
You was on work, but you was not. Terrence, Terrence
Hickey on your neck, what is that? Terrence, Terrence
That is a bruise, it's the MP5 strap. Terrence, Terrence
She and she man done, them police man was young girl
Stay away from service man, girl. Stay away from service man, girl
Them kind a man is problem
Every day you washing, every day you cooking, every day you cleaning
I get catched in the act. Terrence, Terrence
You was on work, but you was not. Terrence, Terrence
Hickey on your neck, what is that? Terrence, Terrence
That is a bruise, it's the MP5 strap. Terrence, Terrence
Your best friend sell you out. What you going and do here now
Cause I feel he want to jam you, girl. He moving like a soldier, man
And now you come by the hope, yeah, man
So we sippy, sappa, suppo. Suppo, tuppo, yuppo
Hey, mother
Tappa, tuppo. Sippy, sappa, yuppo
Hey, mother
Tappa, tuppo. Sippy, sappa, yuppo
Hey, mother
Yippy, yappa, yappa. Dippy, yappa
And now you come by the hope, yeah, man
Terrence, Terrence
You was on work, but you was not. Terrence, Terrence
Hickey on your neck, what is that? Terrence, Terrence
That is a bruise, it's the MP5 strap. Terrence, Terrence
I get catch in the act. Terrence, Terrence
Terrence, Terrence
Written by: Joseph Figueroa, Kern Joseph
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