[Verse]
They don't ask me
I remember when I was like a teenager and shit
You know, I didn't get nothin' from the girlies
You know, some of the cool guys could get some all the time
Remember those guys, who was just cool and could get some?
You know they say "Bitch", and girl go "Ooh"
I say that and get an ass whoopin', tell you
"I ain't no bitch!", well feel it feel it
Girls give you some, but they always make you lie, right?
Right here and you know, they go "I would but you'll tell"
"Who, me?", you couldn't wait
"Hey fellas, here's what happened to me
Wow, it was out of sight!" you know
Or did you ever go out with a girl
And say no and help you?
They go "No, don't touch me, leave me alone, oh my god!
Don't touch me", you know
Fathers catch you and you be on the front roon like
"What are the kids doin' in the front room
With the door locked?", you know, right?
"What are you doin' in here, Mr. Pryor?"
Oh nothing sir, just sitting here on the couch with my pants off
Fathers kicked ass in my neighborhood, definitely, yeah
They talk to us on the porch like
"Say boy, wh-what's your name? You're Jenkins?
Let me tell you something, boy
You stay away from around my house, you understand?
Say I works too hard to send my girl
To school to get and education
And not the kinds you wants to give 'em
Now if I catch you around here
I'm gon' take this here bad leg off
And wear your ass out with it"
Some of the guys challenged the old man, right, you know
"Come on, old dude, you ain't said shit", you know
Old man don't bullshit when they be fightin' though
Yeah right, "I'll kill your ass, feel no repatation off me"
Tryin’ To Get Some was written by Richard Pryor.
Tryin’ To Get Some was produced by David Drozen.