Song Lyrics

[Featuring Black Spooks]

Yo wake up it's the D crew up in here with the Black Spooks

And we bout to drop it on y'all...y'all best get a clue

Fool get a clue get a clue get a clue.

Now everybody want to tell everybody who to be with

Really doesn't matter to me long as I miss that H I V shit

And AIDS ain't the end of the world girls and us do kinky stuff

And there's way to muff without the fluids touchin

Never hide the truth if my body and hair is sacred

Then why we can't be naked in public

It's totally natural like sex is but this is

A law that had to be made by men with itty bitty penises

The streets of this world they are my playground I explore them

Meet somebody I don't like and I ignore them I don't destroy them

They way that you know who be he want me to hate like he hate

But I got too much m poopoo doo with me

Chorus:

Fool get a clue it's a new game

Can't be trippin on you I go my own way

Players gonna play with who they want to play with

People gonna always lay with who they want to lay with

Well it's the be -L-A-see-K to the S-P double O-K

It don't matter what another man say

I'm gone still do it all my way

Cause I'm slick like see-Bo's quick

I don't want to be down with yo gross click

I just want to snap photo flicks

With a freaky little trick puffin dodo sticks

I can live foul as dirt road hicks

I can make three plus two make six

Cut with verbal scrapes and nicks

I'm as ill as chicks with dicks

Scuff my kicks I'm bustin licks

Openin somebody up like Vicks

Purchase ism by the bricks

Plus I brick city hoes I picks

All in yo mix as I ease betwixt

Like sitcom vix be greasin dicks

I be skeezin chicks when the season switch

I be makin tricks itch like fleas and ticks

I swoop low and prey on tricks

Large I've got my own prefix

I'll stop twitchin where's my fixer

I gonna break shit up like Twix

Chorus

Fool get a clue it's a new game

Can't be trippin on you I go my own way

Players gonna play with who they want to play with

People gonna always lay with who they want to lay with

You want me to want what you want

(I go my own way)

You want me to be like you be

(I go my own way)

You want me to trip like you be trippin

(I go my own way)

Gotta go my own way

(I go my own way)

Maybe it ain't your flava but I'm gettin wit it

Maybe you wouldn't be seen wit it yo but I'm splittin wit it

Maybe it ain't your style or your shape but I'm hittin it

You want me to hate what you hate

But quit it forget it

Cause I ain't wit it

This country tis of thee

Taught me how to bring the groceries

Now I'm crazy just like I'm supposed to be

Smokin mothafuckas my mentality

Sex, money, and drugs mean the most to me

Murderin mothafuckas ain't a thang to me

And I'ma keep slanging G

Hold on young blood hold on

You gotta keep holdin on

You gotta keep on fightin

Butler, Clinton, Hampton, Jacobs, Joseph Martin

The duration of Fool Get a Clue is 4:03 minutes and seconds.