Girl I don't wanna be the one you iggin' I need me a li'l baby who gon' listen Li'l Kodak they don't like to see you winnin' They wanna see you in the penitentiary My mama told me, "Boy make a decision" Right now I gotta keep a tunnel vision They sendin'

(I got you) (I got you, and I love it) (Yeah, I got you) Well, you think you are the one Who got me, boy No, I got you I've been playing with you Like a little toy

We all want a teenage fantasy Want it when we can't have it When we got it we don't seem to want it Stop falling for these boys who didn't want the same as me If I look into the future Do I really see this boy That I think I've fallen for When we are

Was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock Everybody in the whole cell block This one recorded live Right here tonight And I think you've got the fuckin' jive Cause we've got some bad beat boogie woogie For ya boys

Who gave up on you I got troubled thoughts And the self-esteem to match What a catch, what a catch What a catch And all I can think of Is the way I'm the one Who charmed the one Miss Flack said I still want you back

Just like coca cola Summertime joy He tastes like coca cola do Is all around me I got me a brand new boy Who entertains me We lie on the beach And we mess up the sheets And it tastes like coca cola

Is it guilty in here, or is it just me? What became of all the boys Who only want one thing? Will someone tell me what I'm doin' wrong 'Cause the good ones all got wedding rings And the young ones are just too dumb And I don't think I have any more Room

I've forgotten all of young love's joy Feel like a lady, but you my lady boy You should be stronger than me You been here 7 years longer than me Don't you know you supposed to be the man, Not pal in comparison to who you think I am, You always wanna talk

Who's that boy? Now I don't know who you are But you look like a star And everybody here be thinkin' Wanna take you home And get you all alone And everybody here is thinkin' Oh he got me No, I've never seen,

Hey everybody take a look at me, I've got street credibility, I may not have a job, But I have a good time, With the boys that I meet "down on the line" I don't need you So you don't approve, Well, who asked you to?