Who`s Next?

[Chorus x4]<br>I had her, you had her, we had her<br>He had her, she had her, they had her<br>(KRS-ONE: Oh! It seems that you`re a ho)<br>I had her, you had her, we had her<br>He had her, she had her, they had her<br>I don`t want you no mo`<br><br>[Mr Lawnge]<br>Really doe, really doe, you`s a really silly ho<br>To think that you could fuck with me then step to my bro<br>No, I don`t think so, nor do I drink, so<br>That seems to me to be the reaction of a stank ho<br>How could you play yourself when I thought so much about you?<br>So now the Sugar Dick Daddy`s got to do without you<br>I guess I`ll proceed to the next<br>I`m going to miss your eyes, your smile and, of course, the sex<br>>From the very first day I met you I didn`t think I`d get you<br>That`s why I didn`t sweat you<br>I knew there was another because I saw you with him<br>Still you turned around, winked your eye and gave me rhythm<br>I said "Oh shit, it`s time to get with it"<br>Pulled out my blade and your man`s neck split<br>I grabbed you by the hand, he didn`t understand<br>But I stepped off the scene just knowing I was the man<br>We enjoyed the date, also the night<br>Then I said to myself "Self, something ain`t right"<br>Excuse me, miss, can you tell me what`s the twist<br>It seems to be you`re too promiscuous<br>She was wookin pa nub in all the wrong faces<br>Wookin pa nub in all the wrong places<br>Man, I didn`t know what to think of you<br>When I found out you ran through my whole damn crew<br>Molecules, Cee-Low and Chucky Smash<br>Showbiz, AG and the whole Boombash<br>You hit them all off, it wasn`t just me<br>And then I heard you boned Chi-Ali, damn!<br>I said "Oh no, ho, you gots to go<br>But take my number though cause, yo, you never know"<br>See the way Mr Lawnge likes to play them<br>I only like to lay them around five AM<br><br>[Chorus x4]<br><br>[Dres]<br>Now, when I first saw ya I tried to ignore ya<br>Cause niggas was playing you closer than rice and goya<br>Face like Halle, ass like Angina<br>Feet like Pebbles and cook like Aunt Jemima<br>Plus I hear that she`s quick to bring a nigga to the brink<br>Beaver? Nah, believe her shit`s all mink<br>She played the party scene like she had a death wish<br>And niggas crazy sweated her like she wrote the guest list<br>Out of sight, me and my peeps are getting solar<br>She walked by, I reached out and said "Yo, Nola"<br>"That`s not my name", I said "I know, but anyway<br>Honey, take this number you can call me any day"<br>Quicksand! I didn`t understand that she`s a fan<br>Rather that honey wants more props than a kickstand<br>She`d told her friends what I told mine here:<br>"I`mma knock that ass in due time, hear?"<br>She called the next day and I`m like "What`s your occupation?"<br>The method in my madness was the same of operation<br>She was a po` ho, a hobo, a part-time boho so<br>Yo, for the ring, she`s giving low blows<br>Schematic peeped, she came by to let me hammer her<br>She`s looking right, damn, I should`ve hid the camera<br>She hit me off but, yo, it`s my word<br>She got dropped by the first, picked up by the third<br>I lay down sleepy, that shit was crazy creepy<br>Rrring! I pick it up, this nigga`s like "Somebody beep me?"<br>I`m feeling cheated, the shit shall never be repeated<br>Before I get defeated, yo, I`ll beat it<br>Cause I use steel-plated latex lately<br>And when they say `downtown`, yo, I stop at 42nd Street<br>Cause to get laid many prices are paid<br>And I`m so `noid I don`t want a band-aid<br>I try to stay aware of the drama, it`s crazy<br>Plus, see I got to tell your mama that I`m swayze<br><br>[Chorus x4]<br><br>[Sweet T]<br>Cheers, to the gigolos and the hoes<br>About to open up your nose cause that`s the way my love flows<br>To every man that said he`ll never get up in it<br>If I said that you could win it you`d be at my house in five minutes<br>The sugar`s so sweet and if I let you get me in between the sheets<br>It`s ­ my - beat<br>I`m telling you again and again<br>I don`t get nasty with the men like I get nasty with the pen<br>People like to call girls that like men with money trash<br>But you`s an ass if you don`t like a nigga with cash<br>I don`t really care, I like the big bucks<br>So if I gotta be trash, yo, fucking call a garbage truck<br>Love don`t have a price but you gotta know the deal<br>I`m a tell it like it is cause I like to keep it real<br>When a man`s broke he`s got his hand on the trigger<br>But if his pockets got figures he ain`t sweating the next nigga<br>I like a nigga that rolls strong, when I`m in the studio<br>Making songs, he`s out making the pockets long<br>So peace to the niggas with wealth, niggas that go for self<br>Cause I ain`t fucking with nothing else