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크레딧

실연 아티스트
Lauryn Hill
Lauryn Hill
보컬
Jenni Fujita
Jenni Fujita
백그라운드 보컬
Rasheem Pugh
Rasheem Pugh
백그라운드 보컬
James Poyser
James Poyser
피아노
Lenesha Randolph
Lenesha Randolph
백그라운드 보컬
Dean Frasier
Dean Frasier
색소폰
Everol Ray
Everol Ray
트럼펫
Nambo Robinson
Nambo Robinson
트롬본
DJ Supreme
DJ Supreme
턴테이블
Vada Nobles
Vada Nobles
프로그래밍
Akua Dixon
Akua Dixon
첼로
Che Pope
Che Pope
프로그래밍
Marlene Rice
Marlene Rice
바이올린
Regina Carter
Regina Carter
바이올린
작곡 및 작사
Lauryn Hill
Lauryn Hill
송라이터
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Lauryn Hill
Lauryn Hill
프로듀서
Errol Brown
Errol Brown
어시스턴트 레코딩 엔지니어
Storm Jefferson
Storm Jefferson
어시스턴트 레코딩 엔지니어
Herb Powers
Herb Powers
마스터링 엔지니어
Commissioner Gordon
Commissioner Gordon
믹싱 엔지니어
Warren Riker
Warren Riker
레코딩 엔지니어

가사

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? Those days again Those days again Those days again Back in the day we used to drop records like this Y'all know this one? Y'all know this one? 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) That thing, that thing, that thing That thing, that thing, that thing 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 How you gon' win, when you ain't right within? How you gon' win, when you ain't right within? How you gon' win, when you ain't right within? Come again Come again (come gain) Come again (come gain) Come again, come again (come gain) Come again (come gain) Watch out, watch out Look out, look out Watch out, watch out Look out, look out (Pick it up now) Watch out, watch out Look out, look out Watch out, watch out (Pick it up) Look out, look out Girls, you know you better watch out Some guys, some guys are only about That thing, that thing, that thing That thing, that thing, that thing Girls, you know you better watch out Some guys, some guys are only about That thing, that thing, that thing That thing, that thing, that thing We said things don't change And you know them not pretty We said people don't change And you know them gone crazy That thing, that thing, that thing That thing, that thing, that thing
Writer(s): Lauryn Hill Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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