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What's the matter with your life?
Why you gotta mess with mine?
Don't keep sweating what I do
'Cause I'm gonna be just fine, check it out
If I wanna take a guy home with me tonight
(It's none of your business)
And if she wanna be a freak and sell it on the weekend
(It's none of your business)
Now you shouldn't even get into whom I'm giving skins to
(It's none of your business)
So don't try to change my mind, I'll tell you one more time
(It's none of your business)
Now who do you think you are
Putting your cheap two cents in?
Don't you got nothing to do
Then worry 'bout my friends? Check it
I can't do nothing, girl, without somebody bugging
I used to think that it was me, but now I see it wasn't
They told me to change, they called me names, and so I popped one
Opinions are like - and everybody's got one
I never put my nose where I'm not supposed to
Believe me, if he's something that I want, I'm stepping closer
I'm not one for playing hypo
Like the high saditty 90210 type of ho
I treat a man like he treats me
The difference between a hooker and a ho ain't nothing but a fee
So hold your tongue tightly, wish you could be like me
You're popping all that mess only to stress and to spite me
Now you can get with that, or you can get with this
But I don't give a -, 'cause really it's none of your business
If I wanna take a guy home with me tonight
(It's none of your business)
And if she wanna be a freak and sell it on the weekend
(It's none of your business)
Now you shouldn't even get into whom I'm giving skins to
(It's none of your business)
So don't try to change my mind, I'll tell you one more time
(It's none of your business)
How many rules am I to break before you understand
That your double-standards don't mean - to me?
I know exactly what you say when I turn and walk away
But that's okay, 'cause I don't let it get it to me
Now every move I make, somebody's clocking
Don't ask me nothing, will you just leave me alone?
Never mind who's the guy that I took home
Okay, miss thing, never giving up skins
If you don't like him or his friends, what about that Benz?
Yo, Pep-Pep's got an ill rep
With all that macaroni trap for rap, you better step
Or better yet, get your head checked
'Cause I refuse to be played like a penny cent trick deck of cards
No, I ain't hard like the bitches on a boulevard
My face ain't scarred, and I don't dance in bars
You can call me a tramp if you want to
But I remember the punk who just humped and dumped you
Oh, you can front if you have to
But everybody gets horny just like you
So, yo, so, yo, ho
Check it, double-deck it on the regular butt-naked
Pep's ass gets respected, miss
But it's none of your business
If I wanna take a guy home with me tonight
(It's none of your business)
And if she wanna be a freak and sell it on the weekend
(It's none of your business)
Now you shouldn't even get into whom I'm giving skins to
(It's none of your business)
So don't try to change my mind, I'll tell you one more time
(It's none of your business)
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