Intro(Ma$e)
You know, there's alot
of jealous guys in this town
And many other towns
I go to
But I'm afraid right
now, I'm so hurt, I'ma need 112
and Puff to help me
explain how I feel
So come on fellas,
help me out
Chorus
Ladies there's jealous
guys in our town, oh baby
(woo woo woo woo woo)
Ladies there's jealous
guys in our town in our oh baby
(woo woo woo woo woo...
well well well)
Verse 1(Ma$e)
Now would you be mad
if I
gave back your girl
or would
it still be a problem
in the
entire Harlem World
At first you was sayin
that she was your ex
But you was ready
to kill me when you
found out we had sex,
when I came and told you
the deal, you wouldn't
admit how you feel
Now you know your
girl love me
Why can't you just
let it be
Chorus
Verse2(Puff Daddy)
I go by the name of
Puff Daddy, and I'm
a scorpio Girl, I
really hope you find, a new lover
Cuz mase can't take
no more of you fuckin' him
and his brother, and
girl, what make you think,
you can do what you
do, and think that we'll be standin
here, fightin over
you, come on
When I came and told
you the deal, he wouldn't admit
how he feel, now he
know his girl love me, why can't
he just let it be
Chorus
(Puff Daddy)
As I said before,
I go by the name of Puff Daddy, and I'm a scorpio
And I'm not a jealous
guy, so come on, sing for me mase
chorus 2x
Verse 3 (Ma$e)
You see, if we have
more pimps
It wouldn't be anymore
jealous guys
See me, I live by
the 4 pimp rules
#1, you control the
situation
You get in they head
before you get in they bed
And #2, girls run
like buses, you may miss one
Catch another one,
every hour, on the hour, promptly
And #3, what that
girl ain't willin to do, you got
a hundred more girls
more than willin
And #4, is a new rule
to the New Pimp Testament
You can't be a playa
and hate the playas
It don't make no sense
I don't wanna see
no more jealous guys
At the end of this
song ya'll
So can ya'll sing
along wit me
I mean, put your hands
together,
Sing along ya'll sing
along everybody
I just really wanna
come and let you know,
Girl you just gotta
let them go,
Lots of ad lib, over chorus and fade