Paper Thin

Lyrics
[Verse 1] When you say you love me, it doesn't matter It goes into my head as just chit-chatter You may think it's egotistical or just worry-free But what you say, I take none of it seriously And even if I did, I wouldn't tell you so I'd let you pretend to read me, and then you'd know 'Cause I hate when one attempts to analyze In fact, I despise those who even try To look into my eyes to see what I am thinking That dream is over, your yacht is sinking I tell all of you like I told all of them What you say to me is just paper thin (Word) [Verse 2] I'm not the kind of girl to try to play a man out I take the money and the gear and then break the hell out No, that's not my strategy, not the game I play I admit I play game, but it's not done that way Truly, when I get involved, I give it my heart I mean my mind, my soul, my body, I mean every part But if it doesn't work out, yo, it just doesn't It wasn't meant to be, you know? It just wasn't So I treat all of you like I treat all of them And what you say to me is still paper thin [Verse 3] In one ear and right out the other I heard his mumbo-jumbo (Tihs) lover I don't pay attention, I don't concentrate You ain't got the bait that it takes to hook this Aha, aha, aha, sucker you missed I put all feelings aside, I know who I am My name is Lyte, is your name Sam? 'Cause if it is, step off, grab your coat and get lost Wrap your scarf around your throat and go back and catch a rope And hit the road, Sam, don't you come back No more, no more, no more, no more Hit the road, Sam, don't you come back no more [Verse 4] So now I take precaution when choosing my mate (Uh-huh) I do not touch until the third or fourth date (Word) Then maybe we'll kiss on the fifth or sixth (Yeah) Time that we meet, muah (Like that) 'Cause a date without a kiss is so incomplete And then maybe I'll let you play with my feet You could suck the big toe and play with the middle It's so simple, unlike a riddle It's as easy as counting to one-two-three In other terms, letters L-Y-T-E I'll tell you, you, you and all of you In the back and in the middle, in the front [Interlude] Yo, that's it, paper thin, word up (Like that, word, tell 'em) Lyte checkin' out (Yo, Lyte checkin' out for sure) Special dedication to my DJ K-Rock in the place to be (Yeah, K-Rock in the place, that's right, that's right, that's his name, K-Rock) [Outro] Yeah, word That dream is over, your yacht is sinking Word What? Word Yo, word It wasn't meant to be, you know? It just wasn't Tihs Uh-huh (Aha, aha, aha) Yeah Yeah Hit the road, Sam, and don't you come back No more, no more, no more, no more Hit the road, Sam, and don't you come back no more Uh-huh Word Yeah Like that Maybe Big toe and play with the middle It's so simple, unlike a riddle Three, E You There and over there and over there Like that, yo, tell 'em Yo, like that Dedication Yeah, K-Rock in the place to be DJ K-Rock
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Credits
- Writers
- The King of Chill
- MC Lyte