Yeah

I wanna take y'all back to the old days

When I used to be around my grandmother's house

Used to go

I can remember when I used to ride

Ride down the street from my grandmother's block

Ladies where ladies and men would be men

How can we get back to those days again?

Back in the day we used to drop records like this

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 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

Yo, he's messed up and you still defending him 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 Philippines

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 sistren come again

Brethren come again

Girls, you know you better (watch out)

Some guys, some guys are only (about)

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 not pretend, the one that pack pistols by his 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

They face a court case when the child support's late

Money taking, heart breaking

You wonder why they hate men

Sleepy, silent men

Punk, domestic violence men

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

Come again

Come again, come again (come gain)

(Pick it up now)

(Pick it up)

We said things don't change

And you know them not pretty

We said people don't change

And you know them gone crazy