Get Off My Tip!

Lyrics

Get off Get off Get off my tip Get off Get off Get off my tip Get off Get off Get off my tip (Pebblee Poo) KC, you did me wrong, I wanna talk to you Just running in the streets, you know the rent is due Then took my money to cold fill your head But if I don't see 300 in 2 you're dead (Keith KC) Now baby, don't break, wait a minute, hold up Stop coming out your mouth, girl, enough is enough You can talk about the mortgage and throwing me out But you always come looking for me, that's no doubt (Pebblee Poo) Ah-ah, don't play me out, don't even try to pretend Come and get your clothes, baby, spend a night with your friend Let the doorknob hit you where the dog shoulda bit you If you keep talking mess, then my brothers will get you (Keith KC) Well you can't throw me out, I was leaving anyway You made a meat loaf that tasted like clay When I come in late I want a homecooked meal Not a hot water, sandwich and banana peel (Pebblee Poo) You should be eating clay for what I've been through I feel like I'm the keeper at the neighborhood zoo When I come home from work sauce is on the floor And the funk is greeting me at my door (Keith KC) Hello Pebblee, come and have a seat (Pebblee Poo) You know what? Garbage trucks smell like your feet (Keith KC) Stop screaming and shouting and having a fit Just stop bugging on me, girl, and get off my tip Get off Get off Get off my tip G-G-G-G-G-G-Get off my tip Get off Get off Get off my tip G-G-G-G-G-G-Get off my tip Get off G-G-G-G-Get off my tip G-G-G-G-Get off my tip (Keith KC) Now that you calmed down, let me talk to you See I knew for a fact that the rent was due Now, about the money, I take the blame Because I lost fifty dollars betting on the game I bought sneakers, pants and a sheepskin hat And a new goose-down to put on my back (Pebblee Poo) Paid fifty for the hat, don't give me that You had at least spent 50 dollars on some crack You're a 20 dollar midget in a 50 dollar world With a 100 dollar habit I'm a million dollar girl (Keith KC) Now you're yelling again, not tryin'a see it my way You ask me for money almost every day You see I need things too, that you must admit Why don't you be a real woman and not counterfeit? Stop screaming and shouting and having a fit Just stop bugging on me, girl, and get off my tip Get off Get off Get off my tip Get off Get off Get off my tip Get off Get off Get off my tip G-G-G-G-Get off my tip Get off Get off Get off my tip Get off Get off Get off my tip G-G-G-G-Get off my tip G-G-G-G-Get off my tip (Pebblee Poo) Ask you for money, on a mission from God? You never had a crooked dollar, let alone a job Telling all your friends that I'm easy to please When you know from the get you never had the keys Now if I was so easy we can deal with proof Let's see who gon' be living under this roof (Keith KC) Let's drop it (Pebblee Poo) You're on it (Keith KC) Get off it, doggone it (Pebblee Poo) Just like the Green Hornet (Keith KC) You know that you want it (Pebblee Poo) KC, I should slap you way cross town Grab you by your nappy hair and throw you down Every morning six months you never comb your hair If it wasn't for me you'd be on welfare (Keith KC) Talking 'bout my hair, you got a lotta nerve You got mad extensions and wigs on reserve And you wonder why I never take you out? The roaches call your head a honeycomb hideout (Come to the honeycomb hideout now) (Pebblee Poo) Oh you tryin'a scream with that stitch on your lip That you got when I slashed you with my bruised fist Took your pants to the laundry just the other day Your pants jumped off the table and ran away Enough of this talk, we're too close for that I wanna talk about the Poo as I start to rap I'm about being cool yes, and don't you forget They call me Pebblee Poo, the Poo, the best out yet Never tryina play post high and that's a fact I just dress to impress 'cause I got it like that Never tryina be cool and never speak your mind Got to be like the Poo, be one of a kind Got the money, get loose, hah, give it a boost Got to be like the two and get all the best juice If you ever thought the Poo couldn't rock the mike Take heed to what you thought, I can make your night Make your head diddy-bop, Poo is never a flop 'Cause I'm the queen of the flock, I make you boogie non-stop (Keith KC) Now you got it, Pebblee, I don't wanna beef I just wanna lounge out and feel relief I wanna grab a lady and start to play And if I pick one up tonight this is what I'd say Hello lovely lady, tell me how do you do? I got something new for you and your crew To listen to, yeah, while we do the do And if you wanna you can dance as I start the boogaloo I don't want you to think that I be running a scam So I let you know right now who I am I be the super-duper fly girl scooper Known to everybody as a microphone trooper Name is KC when I start to rock MC's run and hide 'cause they know they get clocked Before we get loose I tell you this straight up I'm the original, I am not a MC duck So if you wanna boast ? If you try don't mess around, I have to take you out Like this Get off Get off Get off my tip