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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pras
Vocals
The Product G&B
Vocals
Woman
Background Vocals
Free
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
S.P. Michel
Composer
Jerry Duplessis
Songwriter
George O'Dowd
Songwriter
Maria Wright
Composer
David McRae
Lyrics
Jonathan Moss
Songwriter
Marvin L. Moore-Hough
Lyrics
Michael Emile Craig
Songwriter
Pras
Songwriter
Roy Ernest Hay
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pras
Producer
Chris Theis
Mixing Engineer
Jerry Duplessis
Co-Producer
Will Quinnell
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
{ } = Pras
( ) = Girl
[ ] = Both of them together
[ ] = Product or Product member
{When the time is right in the heat of the night, right? Right?}
(When you got the buzz and you feelin' the high, right? Uhh.)
{When you standin' in line and your credit decline, yeah ... uhh}
(When you didn't do the crime but you're doin' the time, uhh.)
{Yeah. Yeah, yeah.}
Verse 1: Pras
Yo, yo, yo, yo, once again she's back again
Wonderin' when she gonna find life again
Makin' runs, stackin' ones, workin'-class citizen
Chosen one of Babylon
Touched for the first time like a virgin {Uh huh}
Rap's origin, blast outta Eden {Yeah}
Love the way the snake skin wrap around her bared skin
Sex on the beach, sippin' on juice and gin
Repent just to sin again, it's that yin-yang news bulletin
Stuck with being fool ???
Like I imagine I'ma sound like a Gatlin
Gettin' rowdy with my crew down in Brooklyn
Drinkin' Ginseng, not to mention, where's my hooligan
Who find them cats like Benjamin Franklin
Shorty perfect 12 on a scale 1 to 10
Whatever, whenever, you can see me like when, yeah, yeah, yeah, uhh...
(When you're dead broke, and you can't pay the bills
Uhh, yeah, so what you wanna do? Uhh, yeah)
{When you feelin' horny and you need a cheap thrill. Yeah.}
{Yeah. Uhh. Right? C'mon. Feel it.}
Verse 2: Free
What you gon' do? Uhh, yeah, yeah ...
See, all I wanna do is make love on the beach
And grab all the things that seem out of my reach {M-hmm}
I never had nothin' so there ain't shhh to lose {Uhhh}
I refuse to snooze in these Hill Street Blues {Word}
It's a full time thing, just tryin' to maintain
Even little city girls go insane {Stop it.}
Sometimes I wish I could press rewind
When the life I live don't seem to be mine
If I could fly away, Free be long gone
You couldn't pin me down with your zoom lens on
I stay macked out, blacked out, stacked out
Cats outta order, y'all get smacked out
Uhh, nobody moves and nobody gets hurt
Nobody interferes when I'm doin' my work
Pullin' my skirt, that's a full court violation
Y'all better get ready for the full annihilation
{Uhh.} [Uhhhhh, oh yeah]
{When you think you got a shorty but she's sleepin' with your best friend
Yeah, yeah, yeah}
(When your man is doin' well, but he lackin' dividends, yeah, uhh, mmm)
(What you wanna do? What you wanna do? What you wanna do?)
(Right. Right. Uhh, uhh, right)
[To all the people, light your candles, strugglin' and hustlin' your way
So, this shout out goes to all of the people bein' in every day, day
Dayyyy.]
{Yeah, yo, yeah, yo ...} [Wave 'em from side to side.]
Verse 3: Pras
Hey yo, I wanna be in the back of the club, just rub-a-dubblin'
While these fake cats be champagne bubblin'
Who you lovin', who you huggin' in your time of strugglin'?
Two to three job is hard to keep jugglin'
Monopoly of hard times, all I got is hard rhymes
When I make it out, baby, I'ma keep you in mind
Can't stop the shine, can't claim what's mine
Comin' up, yeah, I'm in my prime
Ready to get this party started
Cut this track with diamonds, yeah I'm cold hearted
A bloodhound, leavin' you punks dumbfounded, what now?
You done F'd up now, wha' what? Look around
If anyone asks, I say it's crime related
Them cats forgot to learn the Ten Crack Commandments
Passin' judgement when you came from the basement
So if you say we hot, it's just an understatement
(When you in love with yo' man but y'all can't get along, uhh, yeah, yeah)
{You already bought the ring, but the thrill is gone, yeah. Uhh}
{Yeah, yeah.}
(When your baby's daddy ain't payin' child support
Uhh, yeah, a-what you gonna do? Uhh, yeah.)
{When you think you gettin' off but the jury's been bought, yeah, yeah}
{Uh, uh. Uh, uh. Uh, uh. Yeah yeah, yeah yeah.}
{Hmm. Yeah. Aaight, that's it.}
Written by: George O'Dowd, J Moss, Jerry Duplessis, M. Craig, Maria Wright, Roy Ernest Hay, S.P. Michel