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I Need A Haircut


Artist: Biz Markie
Genres: Hip-Hop
Total songs: 7
Year: 1991

What Comes Around Goes Around Lyrics - I Need A Haircut - Biz Markie

Goes around 

What comes around goes around 

 

Sittin here reminiscin back to high school 

When everytime I see you, girl, you know that I drool 

Day-dreamin in class thinkin what would I say 

When I saw you, but you never looked my way 

It started freshman year and lasted straight to the 12th grade 

I have to give it to you, though, you was top-shelf, babe 

I asked myself time and time again: what was it 

About me that made me treat me like a buzzard 

I speak to you in the hall and you ignore me 

You keep walkin and talkin like you never saw me 

You didn't have to conversate with me, I can say that 

It woulda made my day if you just had waved back 

I used to buy you candy, lollypops and gum drops 

I even pack a extra-sandwich in my lunch box 

You're treatin me like dirt and everyone in the school knows 

You call me out my name and crack jokes on my school clothes 

If anyone could make you feel good, girl, I could 

But you give me that look like you don't wanna be bothered 

But that's okay, just keep on frontin, see 

Cause one day i'ma make it, and you'll be wantin me 

Been tryin hard ever since I graduated 

To make it big, and yes, I finally made it 

Been doin shows, videos and tv 

Now everywhere you go everybody knows me 

Now the tables have turned and now it's me you're hawkin 

Now I turn up my nose, and keep on walkin 

You see, ladies marvel me in clubs frequently 

And you make it your duty to come and speak to me 

Rememberin how she played me in the past 

Yeah, we can talk, I'm in a rush, please make it fast 

And we can start off with all the men you been with 

And don't come poppin that just-a-friend bit 

Remember how you used to diss me and play me out, how 

Come you got so much stuff to talk about now? 

The word's around town that you're on the money tip 

But sorry, I can't do nothin for ya, honey dip 

So pardon me as I make my way to the dancefloor 

And over to the bar because that's what I came for 

Cuties pamperin me with champagne and roses 

As I think to myself: thank God for showbiz! 

Everywhere I turn girlies throwin me rhythm 

Drinkin and thinkin who will be my victim 

Here comes that girl that used to diss me 

She whispers in my ear could she come home with me 

Yup, get your coat and we could shoot north 

Took her to the crib, and cold knocked her boots off 

After I got it, yo, I never did call back 

Thinkin how she used to front like she was all that 

It's a new game, and the odds are in my favor 

She caught the vapors and nothin could save her 

 

What comes around goes around 

You know what I'm talkin about 

What comes around goes around 

What comes around goes around 

What comes around goes around 

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