Lyrics Doo Wop (That Thing) - Lauryn Hill

Yeah
I wanna take y'all back to the old days
When I used to be around my grandmother's house
Used to go

I can remember when I used to ride
Ride down the street from my grandmother's block
Ladies where ladies and men would be men
How can we get back to those days again?
Those days again
Those days again
Those days again

Back in the day we used to drop records like this
Y'all know this one?
Y'all know this one?

It's been three weeks since you were looking for your friend
The one you let hit it and never called you again
'Member when he told you he was 'bout the benjamins?
You act like you ain't hear him, then give him a little trim
To begin, how you think you're really gon' pretend
Like you wasn't down and you called him again
Plus when you give it up so easy you ain't even foolin' him
If you did it then, then you'd probably fuck again
Talking out your neck, sayin' you're a Christian
A Muslim sleeping with the gin
Now that was the sin that did Jezebel in
Who you gon' tell when the repercussions spin?
Showing off your ass 'cause you thinkin' it's a trend, girlfriend
Let me break it down for you again
You know I only say it 'cause I'm truly genuine
Don't be a hard rock when you really are a gem
Baby girl, respect is just a minimum
Yo, he's messed up and you still defending him now

Lauryn is only human
Don't think I haven't been through the same predicament
Let it sit inside your head like a million women in Philippines
Silly when girls sell their souls because it's in
Look at where you be in, hair weaves like Europeans
Fake nails done by Koreans

(Come again)
(Come again, come again)
My sistren come again
Brethren come again

Girls, you know you better (watch out)
Some guys, some guys are only (about)
That thing, that thing, that thing
That thing, that thing, that thing

Second verse is dedicated to the men
More concerned with his rims and his Timbs than his women
Him and his men, come in the club like hooligans
Don't care who they offend, poppin' yang (like you got yen)
Let's not pretend, the one that pack pistols by his waist men
Cristal by the case men, still in they mother's basement
The pretty face men claiming that they be the big men
Need to take care of they three or four kids

They face a court case when the child support's late
Money taking, heart breaking
You wonder why they hate men
Sleepy, silent men
Punk, domestic violence men
The quick to shoot the semen, stop acting like boys and be men
How you gon' win, when you ain't right within?
How you gon' win, when you ain't right within?
How you gon' win, when you ain't right within?

Come again
Come again (come gain)
Come again (come gain)
Come again, come again (come gain)
Come again (come gain)

Watch out, watch out
Look out, look out
Watch out, watch out
Look out, look out
(Pick it up now)

Watch out, watch out
Look out, look out
Watch out, watch out
(Pick it up)
Look out, look out

Girls, you know you better watch out
Some guys, some guys are only about
That thing, that thing, that thing
That thing, that thing, that thing

Girls, you know you better watch out
Some guys, some guys are only about
That thing, that thing, that thing
That thing, that thing, that thing

We said things don't change
And you know them not pretty
We said people don't change
And you know them gone crazy

That thing, that thing, that thing
That thing, that thing, that thing