"Check Yourself" lyrics - D-NICE

D-NICE
"Check Yourself"
(Derrick Jones / Todd Shaw)

You know, $hort
A lotta people out there wanna be my friend, you know
Just because I got a little hit record out, you know I'm sayin'

I know, I know
Rap groupies, you know
He-he

Definitely rap groupies
You know what I'm sayin'?
Yo, we should do a little somethin' for em, you know

Check em
Let's just check em
Check 'em real quick

Let's check em, man

I know that you're are out for my wealth
You better just check yourself
'Cause in these days we don't go for that
So you better try someone else

I know that you're are out for my wealth
You better just check yourself
'Cause in these days we don't go for that
So you better try someone else

Now I can recall the first time I was out on tour
With my boy Too $hort, leavin' everyone in awe
I met this little honey, she said, "Hi, my name is Bunny"
I never would have thought she was out for my money
Now she appeared to me to be smart and legit
Equipped with hips that'll break your whole shit
But before that I can get a chance to knock it
The goldigger's goldiggin' in my pocket
First she tried to say that she was playin'
She must have thought I was a fool 'cause she was sayin'
"Ugh, oh D-Nice, I want you, I want you"
I wouldn't try to trust her even if I want to
I wanted just to smack her in the face
But hittin' females is just a bad mistake
I guess tryin' to get your money is a hobby or a sport
'Cause next she tried to kick it to my boy Too $hort

It's kinda funny: you want money from a pimp
(Bitch) you're thinkin' like fifty percent
I put my foot in your ass and then I owe you the rest
I know the game, hoe, 'cause I'm the best
Playin' broads ain't based on luck
You want money? I want a fuck
And after we do all that
I'm takin' my money back
Bitch, kiss my pimpin' ass
'Cause all the time I didn't have this cash
You wouldn't call, wouldn't give me a number
I couldn't see ya like Stevie Wonder
I made a hit record, now I got money
You wanna play $hort Dog for a dummy
You're so cool 'cause you think I'm rich
You know you wanna be my bitch
I'm not single, baby, not for you
Fuck a bitch, and that's the goddamn truth
If I was you, I wouldn't hold my breath
'Cause all you money-hungry hoes might starve to death

I know that you're are out for my wealth
You better just check yourself
'Cause in these days we don't go for that
So you better try someone else

I know that you're are out for my wealth
You better just check yourself
'Cause in these days we don't go for that
So you better try someone else

Now I'm not tryin' to come down too hard
If you need some money, you should go and get a job
But this one does not go out to all women
Just those who try to kick game for a livin'
'Cause I'm not the one to be played
So don't step to me when you wanna get paid
'Cause you're the type of woman that survives on greed
Yo $hort, won't you tell her what she needs

What you need is some type of financial support
You won't get shit from your boy Too $hort
I don't pay bitches and never will
I'm too busy tryin' to pay my bills
I understand your reason for tryin'
But I been mackin' since '79
You better check yourself before you wreck yourself
Short Dog's in the muthafuckin house, bitch

I know that you're are out for my wealth
You better just check yourself
'Cause in these days we don't go for that
So you better try someone else

I know that you're are out for my wealth
You better just check yourself
'Cause in these days we don't go for that
So you better try someone else