[woman]Hellooh?
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[voice]Hey, hey woman where was you at last night?
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[Tim Dog]
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Ahhh yeahhh
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Right about now we're gonna get into somethin REAL smooth
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This is the story about a man and a woman
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The man tried to kick, the woman fronts
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He gets large, now she wants
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Let's look in on the story
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as this man's tellin this girl, about herself
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Yeah..
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[Kool Keith]
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See girl, you look stupid now
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And I gotta tell you somethin straight in your face
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You played yourself like a big-time toy from Mattel
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Tryin to flaunt the little bit of what you got
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Why don't you go on over there and let him diss you again?
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See your girlfriends laughin and lookin at me at the same time?
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But right now I'm gettin ready to wash my hands
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and get all the dirt off, yeah
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Back in the days, see you never had the time
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to come to my house, and let me tell you that I rhyme
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You always made excuses, such as
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"I'm sleepin right now, call me back," no nevermind
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Cause you and your friends are very hard to find
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Lisa, Pamela, Angela, Renee
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The girls who shoplift, and steal everyday
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Lookin for Benz's, food and a hamburger
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Just to connive and rob a brother for cheese
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That ain't right girl, in your fantasy world
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I call you once - you never dialed back
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Twice - you never dialed back
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Saturday morning, live, I'm on Soul Train
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talkin to Don Cornelius
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Saturday night, my phone rings
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Saturday night, I won't answer
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Saturday night, my phone rings again
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Saturday night, I don't answer
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Finally, I cold screened the call - hello?
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"Hello? Hey Keith, it's me baby. I miss you!
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Where you been at all this time? Whatchu been doin?
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Hey you think we can hang out tonight?
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Y'know, we really gotta talk.
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You still workin in the grocery store?" Please!
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{*Keith hangs up phone*} Stop jockin me girl
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Chorus: {*singers*} + Ced Gee
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Stop jockin me girl.. (you're jockin me baby)
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Stop jockin me girl! (slow down, you're clockin me baby)
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Stop jockin me girl.. (you're jockin me baby)
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Stop jockin me girl! (yeah, you're jockin me baby)
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[Tim Dog]
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Ha ha ha hah
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Here we have the same scenario, but different people
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We have a young man who's been followed by a secret admirer
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She too once fronted on the rap
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Let's look in on his story, and see what happens
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[Ced Gee]
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Uh uh baby you know what? You really need to check yourself
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Yo I find this is sad, that here we are in the 20th century
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and y'know you still practicin these primitive tactics
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Y'know jockin a brother when he gets large
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Check yourself baby
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Let me step over here and do my thing..
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.. like this!
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Yo b-boy comrades, this girl she keeps jockin me
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Regardless what I say, she's constantly clockin me
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Houndin me like a pest, callin like she's obsessed
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I tell her she'll never get, me but she'll never let
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the situation rest for a day or two
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We're goin on tour, Trev said, "I'll bet she'll follow you"
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And boy was he right, I know you're probably wonderin
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This girl like a groupie, followed me into London
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Show for show, state to state, night after night
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Hotel to hotel, and even the airports
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She tried to play me close
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Now could you believe, she tried to play high-post
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at one time, before I made a record
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She wasn't sure it was me, so then, she had to check it
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She turned on the video, show on the TV
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She couldn't believe it was me, on the big screen
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Performin the hit, yeah the record was kickin brother
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From that day on, the girl, tried to smother
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me like a blanket, but I wasn't havin it
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I wasn't a grocery, and she wasn't baggin it
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So I took my time, looked her in the eye
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and said -- stop jockin me girl
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Chorus: {*singers*} + Ced Gee
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Stop jockin me girl.. you're daily jockin me
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(you're jockin me baby)
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Stop jockin me girl! Ahh girl, you're a hooker
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(you're jockin me baby)
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Stop jockin me girl.. girl I can't, get with you
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(you're jockin me baby)
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Stop jockin me girl! (you're jockin me baby)
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Said won't ya, get away from me..
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[Tim Dog]
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So there you have it
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Typical situation of jockin
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First you fronted, now you want it
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| For all you girlies |
