You bring your friends over to watch tv
Some of them even try to hit on me
They leave beer bottles and all kinds of trash
You better shape up boy or imma kick your ass
Oh
Do I
Do I
Gotta kick yo


I put on a dress that fits me nice
You don't even look at me twice
Better put me first, you keep putting me last
You gotta shape up boy, or imma kick yo ass


Oh
Do I
Do I
Gotta kick yo




If mamma ain't happy, ain't nobody happy
You can believe that's true
I hope your getting, the message I'm sending
Oh baby I'm talking to you


I'm done with these games that you play with me
Keep it up boy, just wait and see
If I leave tonight I won't be back
And on my way out imma kick your ass


Oh


Do I
Do I
Do I
Do I
Do I
Gotta kick yo
And all your friends too