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Wonder ain't really bread,
Kool-Aids betta on yo head,
Chips-n-Dip don't count as food,
What we gonna do?

Hey You! Nappy headed queen,
who said that you could be the finest on the scene?
Pop goes the knuckles to the jaw of your face.
Pop goes the knuckles to the jaw of your face!
Insults no longer welcome here,
spread a little love, show some Martin Luther cheer.
Bye goes the hate, disappear without a trace.
Bye goes the hate, disappear without a trace!

I just can't see why you keep pickin' on me.
Is it something that I said?
Are you really that upset? Well,
It's Saturday and it's grown folks time to play
Got no time to worry 'bout you,
less you change your attitude... Umm Duh!

'Ery time I step up in the party (Umm Duh)
They be screamin' gone freak it shawty, (Umm Duh)
Local talent rockin' on the mic,
This is the way po' folk get hype (Umm Duh)
Gettin' sweaty takin' off his shirt (Umm Duh)
Turn around and watch the booty work (Umm Duh)
Drop it. Flip it all around,
This is the way po' folk get down.

'xcuse me? What 'cha tryin' to say
Need to hold my money till the next pay day
Out goes the dollar to the corporate-head snake.
Out goes the dollar to the corporate-head snake!