Its Your Thing Lyrics by Mercedes

Its Your Thing Lyrics

    Mercedes, (Peaches) talking

    Hello?
    (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 daddy
    Waking me up early in the morning, we gone and
    How you know he's creeping with me
    How you think I know you get off of work around three
    I suppose you want to sit and chat
    Probably wondering where your man is at
    So why you keep on sweating me, testing me
    When it's truly plain to see where he wanna be
    Right here next to me

    Chorus: (Mercedes, Peaches)
    It's your thing, do what you wanna do
    Me and you come all over we can do this thang
    (What you gonna do, what what, what you gonna do, if you get it huh
    What you gonna do, what what, what you gonna do, if you get it huh)
    It's your thing, do what you wanna do
    Me and you come all over we can do this thang
    (What you gonna do, what what, what you gonna do, if you get it huh
    What 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 ride
    Keep your eyes on the prize, tell your homegirls don't cry
    Say uhhh when you get it, I'm a solider when I hit it
    Hoody hooo when I get it, I told you wasn't no limit
    At four circle, I'm a V-12, girl can't you tell
    I'll rock your bells from eight to twelve
    Make you want like a dog, my name below your drawers
    I know you want it all, ha ha ha ha, but don't fall

    Chorus:

    It's your thing, do what you wanna do
    Me and you come all over we can do this thang
    (What you gonna do, what what, what you gonna do, if you get it huh
    What you gonna do, what what, what you gonna do, if you get it huh)
    It's your thing, do what you wanna do
    Me and you come all over we can do this thang
    (What you gonna do, what what, what you gonna do, if you get it huh
    What you gonna do, what what, what you gonna do, if you get it huh)

    Verse 3: (Mercedes)

    Let me tell you about your baby daddy
    Waking me up early in the morning, we gone and
    How you know he's creeping with me
    How you think I know you get off of work around three
    I suppose you want to sit and chat
    Probably wondering where your man is at
    So why you keep on sweating me, testing me
    It's truly plain to see where he wanna be
    Right here next to me

    Peaches:

    Ohhh ohhh ohhh
    Ohhh ohhh ohhh
    Ohhh ohhh ohhh
    You got me twisted callin me about your man
    You got me twisted callin me about your man

    Master P talking:

    You got me twisted girl.
    Talkin bout goin on Jerry Springer.
    Huh, don't hate the player baby, hate the game.
    Matter of fact, why don't yall put these boxing gloves on.
    I know you just got your nails and your hair done.
    But uh, whoever win, it's your thing boo.
    Ha, that's what I'm talkin bout.

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