Doo Wop That Thing Lyrics - The Miseducation Of Lauryn Hill - Lauryn Hill

Yo, remember back on the boogie when cats used to harmonize like 

Yo, my men and my women 

Don't forget about the dean, sirat al-mustaqim 

Yo, it's about a thing 

If ya feel real good wave your hands in the air 

And lick two shots in the atmosphere! 

It's been three weeks since you were looking for your friend 

The one you let hit it and never called you again 

'Member when he told you he was 'bout the Benjamins? 

You act like you ain't hear him, then give him a little trim 

To begin, how you think you're really gon' pretend 

Like you wasn't down and you called him again? 

Plus, when you give it up so easy you ain't even foolin' him 

If you did it then, then you'd probably fuck again 

Talking out your neck, sayin' you're a Christian 

A Muslim, sleeping with the gin 

Now that was the sin that did Jezebel in 

Who you gon' tell when the repercussions spin? 

Showing off your ass cause you're thinkin' it's a trend 

Girlfriend, let me break it down for you again 

You know I only say it cause I'm truly genuine 

Don't be a hard rock when you really are a gem 

Baby girl, respect is just a minimum 

Niggas fucked up and you still defending 'em 

Now, Lauryn is only human 

Don't think I haven't been through the same predicament 

Let it sit inside your head like a million women in Philly, Penn 

It's silly when girls sell their souls because it's in 

Look at where you be in, hair weaves like Europeans 

Fake nails done by Koreans 

Come again, come again, come again, my friend come again 

Guys you know you'd better watch out 

Some girls, some girls are only about 

That thing, that thing, that thing 

That thing, that thing, that thing 

The second verse is dedicated to the men 

More concerned with his rims and his Timbs than his women 

Him and his men, come in the club like hooligans 

Don't care who they offend, poppin' yang (Like you got yen!) 

Let's stop pretend, the ones that pack pistols by they waist men 

Cristal by the case men, still in they mother's basement 

The pretty face men claiming that they be the big men 

Need to take care of they three or four kids 

And they face a court case when the child support late 

Money taking and heart breaking, now you wonder why women hate men 

The sleepy, silent men 

The punk, domestic violence men 

Quick to shoot the semen, stop acting like boys and be men 

How you gonna win, when you ain't right within? 

How you gonna win, when you ain't right within? 

How you gonna win, when you ain't right within? 

Come again, come again, come again, come again 

Watch out, watch out 

Look out, look out 

Watch out, watch out 

Look out, look out 

Watch out, watch out 

Look out, look out 

Watch out, watch out 

Look out, look out 

Girls you know you'd better watch out 

Some guys, some guys are only about 

That thing, that thing, that thing 

That thing, that thing, that thing 

Guys you know you'd better watch out 

Some girls, some girls are only about 

That thing, that thing, that thing 

That thing, that thing, that thing 

Girls you know you'd better watch out 

Some guys, some guys are only about 

That thing, that thing, that thing