Mercedes - It's Your Thing Lyrics
Mercedes, (peaches) talkingHello?(may I speak to mercedes? )Yeah, this me.(is jaquon over there? )Who?(jaquon)Oh.Verse 1l (mercedes)Let me tell you about your baby daddyWaking me up early in the morning, we gone andHow you know hes creeping with meHow you think I know you get off of work around threeI suppose you want to sit and chatProbably wondering where your man is atSo why you keep on sweating me, testing meWhen its truly plain to see where he wanna beRight here next to meChorus: (mercedes, peaches)Its your thing, do what you wanna doMe and you come all over we can do this thang(what you gonna do, what what, what you gonna do, if you get it huhWhat you gonna do, what what, what you gonna do, if you get it huh)Its your thing, do what you wanna doMe and you come all over we can do this thang(what you gonna do, what what, what you gonna do, if you get it huhWhat you gonna do, what what, what you gonna do, if you get it huh)Verse 2: (master p)Me tell no lies, yeah I like to rideKeep your eyes on the prize, tell your homegirls dont crySay uhhh when you get it, Im a solider when I hit itHoody hooo when I get it, I told you wasnt no limitAt four circle, Im a v-12, girl cant you tellIll rock your bells from eight to twelveMake you want like a dog, my name below your drawersI know you want it all, ha ha ha ha, but dont fallChorus:Its your thing, do what you wanna doMe and you come all over we can do this thang(what you gonna do, what what, what you gonna do, if you get it huhWhat you gonna do, what what, what you gonna do, if you get it huh)Its your thing, do what you wanna doMe and you come all over we can do this thang(what you gonna do, what what, what you gonna do, if you get it huhWhat you gonna do, what what, what you gonna do, if you get it huh)Verse 3: (mercedes)Let me tell you about your baby daddyWaking me up early in the morning, we gone andHow you know hes creeping with meHow you think I know you get off of work around threeI suppose you want to sit and chatProbably wondering where your man is atSo why you keep on sweating me, testing meIts truly plain to see where he wanna beRight here next to mePeaches:Ohhh ohhh ohhhOhhh ohhh ohhhOhhh ohhh ohhhYou got me twisted callin me about your manYou got me twisted callin me about your manMaster p talking:You got me twisted girl.Talkin bout goin on jerry springer.Huh, dont hate the player baby, hate the game.Matter of fact, why dont yall put these boxing gloves on.I know you just got your nails and your hair done.But uh, whoever win, its your thing boo.Ha, thats what Im talkin bout.
