I never thought that honey
I ain't with it, forget it,
it really don't mean much for
they don't call me slim for
had me thinkin' she'd be frontin'
But last time I checked, I had status,
but she thinks she's the baddest black
And I ain't havin' it, dig it,
Cause I know you be watching
when I was cooling at the bar
I am who I are, but I ain't a superstar
It's like I wasn't born yesterday,
Now maybe if I kick the dummy roll then
You won't be so cold on the shoulder
But now you best move over
cause I'm older than you think
Now girl why you frightened?
Now girl why you frightened?
Now girl why you frightened?
Honey, tell me what's up?
you're just frontin' over man
I'm Keith with the ill pack,
droppin' funk off the Cadillac
Yo, Slim, tell her she ain't fly,
she don't use a propylactic
Hangin' out thinkin' she could
she pulls up in the average car
license plate say Sacramento
Who's the person in the club
Her friends lookin' at the parking lot,
I'm a regular nigga, I ain't got no ends
look like Boze and the Clown
I'm not your average jerk,
you need a job, go to work
Honey, tell me, what's up?
Now, girl, why you frontin'?
Honey, tell me, what's up?
Now, girl, why you frontin'?
Honey, tell me, what's up?
Now, girl, why you frontin'?
Honey, tell me, what's up?
Honey, tell me, what's up?
Honey, tell me, what's up?
Now, girl, why you frontin'?
I still could be on welfare
You don't care, walking by the wind
you left your man in this Vega
What kind of class did your mom
You walking home tonight,
Because you're weaving sloops
and your nails are pressed down
Cause yo, I got the juice
to get another one that looks just like you
So I don't really sweat the situation
Cause girl, you got me basing
now you know what's going on
I'm not a trick, not a sucker,
Your game is mad young for a second
I can see if you were maybe 16,
you'd be trippin' now, I mean
you can choose who you wanna
But I'm gonna get the goin'
Cause I'm knowin' how you flowin'
I'll see you on a later note
Now, girl, why you frontin'?
Now, girl, why you frontin'?
Now girl, why you frontin'?
Honey, tell me, what's up?
Now girl, why you frontin'?
Honey, tell me, what's up?
Now girl, why you frontin'?
Honey, tell me, what's up?
Now girl, why you frontin'?
Honey, tell me, what's up?
Now girl, why you frontin'?
Honey, tell me, what's up?
Now girl, why you frontin'?
Yo, Peep, let me tell you
with Baby Girl in the club, right?
She runnin' over the check
Because his bands are silver
But that's all cool though,
cause I wasn't giving a five cent for cheese
on a Big Mac. It's all good.
Man, I was pulled up, man,
and my orange Volkswagen, man.
man, nobody looked at me.