This song is a continuation of the first track on Ghetto Bootleg. Some fake player is telling people he had wild sex with Belinda and they are setting things straight while revealing his true sexual habits at the same time.
[Hook]
Boy, you think you hit it
But uh-uh, no you didn't
No way, no how
We're gonna show you now
Boy, you think you hit it
But uh-uh, no you didn't
No way, no how
We're gonna show you now
[Verse 1]
Last night
Baby, get you facts right
Boy you need a black light
And no stains on your jeans
Maybe in your past life
Where I'm gonna send you
You talking like you been doing me all the time
Well that's lies
And more and more
I'm hearing how you talking 'round
Four on the floor
That's how you like to lay me down
Well, no way
You fell asleep with Mr. Softy
Woke up in the morning
You had one hand on your forty
And the other hand
Wiping your shit off with a sweatband
Looking at a picture of your sister and her best friend
Boy, you think you hit it
But uh-uh, now
And boy, you think you hit it now
And here we go
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
One time, uh, now
Two times, uh uh
Three times, uh uh uh
Don't need a man who practice Tae-Bo
And grows his own dro
Same sheets on your bed
You had in grade sev
Yo, what's that
Boy, you still listening to casettes
Get home, boy
You share your mama's cellphone
Come on, fool
I caught you watching Darrin's Dance Grooves
Wearing your apparel
You think makes you look like Pharell
And my mistake
Was looking at you in the first place
But it's no sin if it don't go in
Boy, you think you hit it
But uh-uh, now
And boy, you think you hit it now
And here we go
[Hook]