Jealousy Woes II
Men singing:Jealous! (8X)
Girls voice: (Talking over the singing)Jealous!?! What he mean jealous, know what I'm saying?He just mad cause he got with some ugly hoes, know what I'm saying?Girls don't buy him no clothes, He bought that ho some clothes!!He don't buy me no clothes, Nigga ain't got no money, no vibe, no dickI mean, What do I got to be jealous for?He ain't gonna make it no where, he ain't got no type of timeHe has no career move, I mean...
Verse 1:I come home every single day from working double shiftsAnd stop along the way to pick you up a couple giftsI come inside and you pretend you miss me when you kiss meThen you diss me and we strenuously fight continuouslyAgain you frisk me, for numbers trying to bust meIt must be only just because you never learned to trust mePlus we only grovel only irrelevant issuesToo many tissues, for my feelings you misuseI buy you jewelry, you make a fool of meI bring you diamond rings you say I'm bad at timing thingsSo what's a man to do when all I hand to you is handed back to meYou act to be this gangsta bitch, that ain't what first attracted meI used to love your company now you always bugging meFor information and you tell your friends you plan on dumping meSo I'mma wait for your evacuationCause every accusation makes me wanna smack your face inSee I've never been so sure, and your just insecureSo my solution to your jealousy presents a cureI recommend you take your things and check them inLook at the nervous wreck I'm in, I need my second wind, Say What?
Chorus: Men SingingJealous, Jealousy, Jealousy (8X)
Women's Voice: (Talking over singing)Fuck you and what you going throughFuck Eminem, he just mad cause I left that nigga for another manMe and Eminem don't need nothing but my and his moneyImmature, Me? Nigga ain't got no dick, no swang in his thangKnow what I'm saying? He just mad cause I'm getting it all nightJealous of me, know what I'm saying? That's what I'm talking aboutMother fucker just trying to get his pussy
Verse 2:I used to be a puppet and a sucker for your silent treatmentsI used to be intoxicated with your sweet senseUntil the day I started following your feetprintsAnd tapping in your phone conversations through the heat ventsIt made complete sense, there's someone else you likeSo I confronted you and asked you who was Mike?And you was like, (sampled) **I need a new nigga**Someone rich that I could followAnd you'll be over me by the time you see tomorrowLeaving me in sorrow, Brandy never felt so broken heartedI fell apart when you departed then the joking startedI was an open target, you play comedianAnd I became the laughing stock. but now I'm on my feet againAnd so we meet again, your acting like an ex-wifeAll in my sex life, I got a message from PhifeHe goes, "You didn't want me to see you then, I don't want you now"Take a towel, wipe your brow, quit trying to hunt me downYou run me down and now your trying to apologizeFor all the lies and everytime you made me ball my eyesBecause I got a bigger wallet size, you wanna swing itJealousy is in the house ya'll, Fellas sing it...
Chorus: Men SingingJealous, Jealousy, Jealousy (12X)