Now Really

Everybody talking 'bout funky

But here's where's at

What can we play?

What, what can we play?

What can we play?

[Verse 1:]

We gonna drag you in the alley

Put some garbage on top you

And make you real funky

Kicking back wasting some time

Thinking 'bout some suckas and what comes to mind

Some females that despite me

In other words

The little bitches dislike me

But ask me if I care and I'll just laugh

Straight up while I'm signing my autographs

On the back of your glossy

I'll leave my signature

Cause just face it

Nobody wants a picture of you

Hanging anywhere that they may go

Cause I seen a better picture on a can of Alpo

On the serious tip

The girl is hurt with them big porkchop lips

That keep flopping

Saying nothing worth listening to

So if I ever say wack

Yo, I'm referring to you, homegirl

Yeah, you the ugly one

I'm tired of being nice

So I think it's time I come correct

And let you know where my mind's at

So face the facts

Your record's just wick wick wack too bad

With a capital W

Sugar and spice we didn't forget about you

Don't diss us

Cause you'll be pissing us

And right now I know you're sitting there listening to us

Thinking to yourself how can I get back

Now really, do you think that you can do that?

From what I heard it'll be a hell of a task

If you needed the money, homegirl

All you had to do was ask

And I'd a served you then

Like I'm serving you now

You stupid cows

Get off the tip

Now to the fellas

I'm known as a heartthrob

But everybody thinks of you as a rush job

Rushing everything you do and constantly failing

And then you wonder why you records not selling

Well, first of all it's the concept

For goodness sake

Dissing us now that was your first mistake

Cause when I heard the record I just dropped

I guess you can can

Can what?

Make a flop

Yo, it wasn't funky

It wasn't legit

Cause you're just like a soap opera

Young and the restless

Suckas

It was dumb

It was silly

Thinking you can get some of this

Now really

Yo this is personal on a serious tip

Sassy, tell what time it is

[Verse 2:]

There's only one thing to do

When I'm on the attack

Sit in the corner

Get fitted for the dumb hat

Cause it's me

I'm part of the three

The capital J.J. Fad

So everybody listen up

I got something to say about

All these suckas try a stand in my way

When we dropped Supersonic

Yo, it was a trip

Cause every girl in the world was cold riding the tip

Saying I can beat them their record

So damn sad

Saying let's make a record

Dissing JJ Fad

But we didn't care

Cause supersonic still busting

And at the same time filling our pockets up

That's right

We getting paid cold

Paying the rent

Why you on the sad label

Clocking five percent

Stupid

You so stupid

And I think it's funny

Don't you know the fool spending all your money

Homegirl, you surprised me

I thought that you were smarter that

But you need to put your rhymes back on the spice rack

Cause you a biter biting everything

You know something

I think you even cold bit your name

Sugar and spice

Now that was wack

You coulda been a lil more original than that

And you try to diss us

It was dumb It was silly

Thinking you could get some of this?

Now really (really, really)

Too bad

Sugar and spice

And anybody else who think they can get some

This one's for you