It's Still My Thang

Welcome

I know you guys are the heads of, you know, your own families, you know

But I brought a few friends in, you know, to let you guys know

When you step into my house would you please come with respect

If not, then I'll have to have my man DOA drop it

Yeah, come on y'all

What'cha wanna do? Huh, oh

Yeah, listen

Everybody wants to know what's goin' on in my life

But it's none of your business, everything's alright

It's not the kind of car I drive or clothes I wear, it's me

And I don't give a damn about if you think I'm crazy

It really doesn't matter what the folks may say

I just gotta live my life my way

And like I told you eight years ago:

It's still my prerogative, don't you know

It's still my thang, and if you don't like the way that Bobby Brown swings

Stop calling out my name, 'cause it's still my thang

It's still my thang, and after eight years ain't a damn thing changed

(Ain't a damn thing changed)

Why should I be ashamed? It's still my thang

Listen

I can never be counted out, 'cause I started it all out

And you don't wanna test me, 'cause you know what I'm about

I'm still the king of the stage, put the crowd in a rampage

And it's all right, it's all right, it's alright, it's alright

I've been 'round the world and then back again

Puttin' all my hope and trust in my so-called friends

Uh-huh, but they always seemed to let me down

But I'm still around

It's still my thang, and if you don't like the way that Bobby Brown swings

Stop calling out my name, 'cause it's still my thang

(It's my thing)

It's still my thang, and after eight years ain't a damn thing changed

(Ain't a goddamn thing)

Why should I be ashamed? It's still my thang

(It's still my thang)

You never know what I'm gonna do

If you think that I'm gonna slip, you're a fool

Ayo, could you drop it for me please

Bring the drama, flip it back to the Brown bomber

Holla, holla, now who wanna test me?

Bitin' his style, can't none of y'all fade B

'Cause he's the baddest trendsetter ever, yeah

I got your back, the phonies gon' talk forever

Keep it true, boo, I know what you've been through

Bypass the fake 'cause you know they ain't a friend to you

Taking no losses, remind them who the boss is

Alright, baby

Hello, hello, hello again

Guess what? It's the Biggitty Brown in the back

With a brand new funky track

What's up, kid? You want some NyQuil?

Or you're just mad 'cause your whole crew and you can't write yo

Laughin' at you brothers, right

You never know what I'm gonna do

You'll never know

If you think that I'm gonna slip, you're a fool

You think that I'm gonna slip, you're a fool

It's still my thang, and if you don't like the way that Bobby Brown swings

Stop calling out my name, it's still my thang

(It's still my thang)

It's still my thang, and after eight years ain't a damn thing changed

Why should I be ashamed? (Why should I be ashamed?)

It's still my thang (When it's still my thang)

It's still my thang, and if you don't like the way that Bobby Brown swings

Stop calling out my name (Stop calling my name)

It's still my thang

Listen y'all

Ayo, I ain't went nowhere, ain't goin' nowhere

I'm-a be here always, every day, all day

In your face with the bomb shiit

Peace, B-Brown is definitely outta here for the minute

See ya, ghost

It's still my thang, and after eight years ain't a damn thing changed

Why should I be ashamed? It's still my thang

It's still my thang, and if you don't like the way that Bobby Brown swings

Stop calling out my name, it's still my thang