I was in my crib, sittin' by the fireplace, drinkin' cocoa on the bearskin rug.
Doorbell rang. "Who could it be?, thought to myself, then started to shrug.
Got to the door. Ding dong. "Who is it?"
My girl's best friend had paid me a visit. Sly as can be, tight dress and all.
She knew that I was faithful and didn't really have the gall.
I tried to chill, she made the move.
Now, I know my girl friend wouldn't approve.
I didn't realize my girl was settin' me up. Yo my girl friend didn't trust me.
No? Yep, but she lost control; I wouldn't take the bait.
I said, "Chill, baby, baby. Chill, baby, baby. Wait."
My girl bust in, caught us creatin' a boom. She said, "Girl friend."
Things that make you go hmmm. Things that make you go hmmm.
Things that make you go hmmm, yeah.
Things that make you go hmmm hmmm hmmm.
It's the things that make you go hmmm, oh, oh.
Here's how it started; just an example of how another brother can trample, ruin
your life, sleep with your wife.
Watch your behind. There was a friend of mine named Jay,
would come over late at night and say, "Hey, I'll watch a fight."
I thought it was alright 'cause me and Jay were really, really tight.
So damn close we had the same blood type.
Months went by and my wife got big.
We were havin' a child and I got another gig.
So, I let Jay move in the crib and chill.
He had his own room and helped pay the bills.
The time had come for baby doll to be seen.
It looked like Jay and I couldn't believe,
before my eyes in the delivery room.
Things that make you go hmmm. Things that make you go hmmm.
Things that make you go hmmm, mm, mm, mm.
Things that make you go hmmm hmmm hmmm.
It's the things that make you go hmmm, mm, mm, mm.
Robbie Rob, break it down.
Give it to me. Give it to me. Give it to me. Give it to me.
Give it to me. Give it to me. Give it to me. Give it to me.
Give it to me. Give it to me. Give it to me. Give it to me.
Give it to me. Give it to me. Give it to me. Give it to me.
Give it to me. Give it to me. Give it to me. Give it to me.
Give it to me. Give it to me. Give it to me. Give it to me.
Give it to me. Give it to me. Give it to me. Give it to me.
Give it to me. Give it to me. Give it to me. Give it to me.
Give it to me.
Seventeen and I was havin' a ball. Eleventh grade and yo, I knew it all.
I fell in love for the very first time with this girl, she really blew my mind.
Innocence and a whole lotta class; style that could give ya whiplash.
We said, "Hello, and my heartbeat stopped.
She was the world and I was on top.
Time went by, she filled my universe. We made love, she said I was the first.
My boy kept tellin' me, "Yo, I don't know?
I think your girl's been playin' tic-tac-toe."
I'll ask my girl, I know she only loves me.
"Wasn't I the one who took your virginity?"
The look on her face, red so and gloom, she said,
"Yeah, why you guys always ask me that?"
Things that make you go hmmm. Things that make you go hmmm.
Things that make you go hmmm, yeah.
Things that make you go hmmm hmmm hmmm.
It's the things that make you go hmmm, oh, oh.
Hey ladies, have you ever had a man go away for business
come back with a tan?
Comes home late at night from work.
You cooked him dinner, now you feel like a jerk.
Sayin' he didn't have time to eat and he's not even hungry.
He wants to retreat to the bedroom.
He says his head hurts. You're only makin' love in radical spurts.
Mysterious calls and the phone goes, "Click".
You say to yourself, "I'm gonna hit him with a brick.
Ain't no way he could be cheatin' on me.
I wonder who bought him those BVD's.
Dressed to a T to go hang with the fellas;
over the guys and I'm gettin' jealous.
Comin' home late, smellin' like perfume. . ."
Things that make you go hmmm. Things that make you go hmmm.
Things that make you go hmmm, mm, mm, mm.
Things that make you go hmmm hmmm hmmm.
It's the things that make you go hmmm, mm, mm, mm.
Hmmm. Things that make you go hmmm, ow.
It's th...
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