This is a song about "No scrubs"

Ain't heard dc since sardines came

No set trip, no color claim

No nits to pick, no words unfit, no hairs to split

But i like you like..like a lil bit

And get on down with this thc vision

No way i'm winning i'm no leveled victim

No monopoly type flow, no chance

From an african american stance

Dig, these niggas is fake joe

// [oh no i won't back down, oh no]

I need a little room

No groom husband, no bloom

My liver's cold, i got the frigid flow

// [oh no i won't back down, oh no]