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Jodeci
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Checkin For You
See it's two type of b*tches in the world You got a broke b*tch, you got a rich b*tch That would explain what I am And what my girl, Missy is We the rich muthaf*ckin' b*tches
That's right And then you got a b*tch like me Who just stand above all b*tches That excludes my girl Missy, Mary You know what sayin'? But y'all know what the f*ck I mean
I'm the queen b*tch, that's right muthaf*cka, what? Y'all got a problem wit it, come see me A muthaf*cka' ain't takin' my title Or my girl Missy title Or my girl Mary title, what? That's right
See only b*tches' like us Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Is allowed to play a game of chess You see, a real queen needs a king You damn muthaf*ckin' right I don't want a nigga laying up under me That can't do for me What I can't do for my muthaf*ckin' self
So when y'all see me in the street? This is what I want y'all to do Fix your lips, put 'em together nicely and say Say it along, say it along now, say 'She's a b*tch!'
I was walkin' real slow to the dance floor He was lookin' at my ass and I turned him on I seen him talking to his boy on the cellular phone I looked at him and all he could say was 'Damn baby, bring it on'
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