(Written by Bobby Brown, Derek "DOA" Allen and Kenny Finnel)
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Welcome
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I know you guys are the heads of, you know, your own families, you know
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But I brought a few friends and, you know, to let you guys know
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When you step into my house would you please come with respect, if not
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Then I'll have to have my man DOA
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Drop it, yeah
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Come on y'all
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What'cha wanna do? Huh
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Yeah, listen
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Everybody wants to know what's goin' on in my life
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But it's none of your business, everything's alright
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It's not the kind of car I drive or clothes I wear, it's me
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And I don't give a damn about it if you think I'm crazy
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(It really doesn't matter what the folks may say) It really
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(I just gotta live my life my way) And like I told you eight years ago:
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It's still my prerogative, don't you know
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(It's still my thang, and if you don't like the way that Bobby Brown swings)
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(Stop calling out my name, 'cause it's still my thang)
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(It's still my thang, and after eight years ain't a damn thing changed)
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(Why should I be ashamed? It's still my thang)
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Listen
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I can never be counted out, 'cause I started it all out
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And you don't wanna test me, 'cause you know what I'm about
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I'm still the king of the stage, put the crowd in a rampage
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And it's all right, it's all right
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(I've been 'round the world and then back again)
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(Puttin' all my hope and trust in my so-called friends)
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Uh huh, but they always seemed to let me down
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But I'm still around
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(It's still my thang, and if you don't like the way that Bobby Brown swings)
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(Stop calling out my name, it's still my thang)
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(It's still my thang, and after eight years ain't a damn thing changed)
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(Why should I be ashamed? It's still my thang)
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(You never know what I'm gonna do)
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(If you think that I'm gonna slip, you're a fool)
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Hey yo, could you drop it for me please
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Bring the drama, flip it back to the Brown bomber
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Holla, holla, now who wanna test me?
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Bittin' a style, can't none of y'all fade B
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'Cause he's the baddest trendsetter ever, yeah
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I got your back, the phonies gon' talk forever
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Keep it true boo, I know what you've been through
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By-pass the fake 'cause you know they ain't a friend to you
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Taking no losses, remind them who the boss is
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Alright baby
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Hello, hello, hello again
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Guess what? It's the Biggitty Brown in the back with a brand new funky track
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What's up, kid? You want some NyQuil?
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Or you're just mad 'cause your whole crew and you can't write yo
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(You never know what I'm gonna do) You'll never know
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(If you think that I'm gonna slip, you're a fool)
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(It's still my thang, and if you don't like the way that Bobby Brown swings)
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(Stop calling out my name, it's still my thang)
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(It's still my thang, and after eight years ain't a damn thing changed)
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(Why should I be ashamed? It's still my thang)
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(It's still my thang, and if you don't like the way that Bobby Brown swings)
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(Stop calling out my name, it's still my thang)
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Listen y'all
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Hey y'all, I ain't ????? nowhere, ain't goin' nowhere
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I'm-a be here always, every day, all day
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In your face with the bombshell(?)
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Peace, B-Brown is definetely outta here for the minute
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See ya, 'cause
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(It's still my thang, and after eight years ain't a damn thing changed)
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(Why should I be ashamed? It's still my thang)
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(It's still my thang, and if you don't like the way that Bobby Brown swings)
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(Stop calling out my name, it's still my thang)...
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It's Still My Thang
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| Bobby Brown |
