Do You Qualify Songtext
von Domino
Do You Qualify Songtext
Now young bitches got it going on and here′s the new thang
She wants 'em 21 when she′s under 18
Now picture a man with a plan, what's he gonna do?
She's only 16 but looks 22
And age isn′t a factor ′cause she's fine to the dude
And plus she′s built like a truck, there must be something in her food
Or her water, because she's somebody′s daughter
Who's attracted to her son as well as their fathers
And they know this, that ass sticks with us
And like my homie told me once, she′s quite bootylicious
Watch her mouth drop from them dubs that she threw on
Dandy like candy, so you can get your chew on
What you want to, what you gon' do
When you find out that she's far from 22?
Yo, it′s not the same, G, when you′re game, G
With the dames, so drop a line like this before you do
Do you qualify?
It sure looks good to me
I need to know, do you qualify?
It sure looks good to me
What's up with these bitches tryna play us like a fool?
Lookin′ of age, real proper, but just enrollin' in high school
I′m callin' ′em collard greens 'cause they cornbread-fed
Runnin' more game than what your homie Simon said
Yo, what is this new statistic?
Went from pants and Vaseline to short skirts and lipstick
You ask who′s to blame, I don′t know, but I'ma
Take it upon myself and blame it on they mamas
For beatin′ that ass with a baseball bat
Swollen it all up, now it's proper and fat
Fed ′em attitudes, Big Macs, and milk
Leave 'em all alone and it′s on in the tilt
Or the house, 'cause that's where they open up the mouth
So in the day, she′s a child, at night, she′s an adult
And diggity-domino, I like to ride it like a tractor
But there's a question at hand because that age is a factor
Do you qualify?
It sure looks good to me
I need to know, do you qualify?
It sure looks good to me
There was a man named Bill
On a Saturday night, he went to a club
And read a sign before he entered it singin′, "Eighteen and up"
But we know that's just a game for the man that′s runnin'
Thangs ′cause he's lettin' all them fly bitches come in
Regardless of the age and shit
But since this story′s about Bill, let′s get back to it
Bill met a collard green, she looks mean
Ran a little game, now she's on the team
You know what comes next, took her to the snooty
Treated her like a salad, tossed up the booty
Bill played it wrong and he got lazy
No protection, guess what? Oopsie-daisy
Now baby′s pregnant 'cause Bill neglected
To be protected, now he′s arrested
One year under 18 and you're through
So if you′re game, drop a line like this before you do
Do you qualify?
It sure looks good to me
I need to know, do you qualify?
It sure looks good to me
Do you qualify?
It sure looks good to me
I need to know, do you qualify?
It sure looks good to me
She wants 'em 21 when she′s under 18
Now picture a man with a plan, what's he gonna do?
She's only 16 but looks 22
And age isn′t a factor ′cause she's fine to the dude
And plus she′s built like a truck, there must be something in her food
Or her water, because she's somebody′s daughter
Who's attracted to her son as well as their fathers
And they know this, that ass sticks with us
And like my homie told me once, she′s quite bootylicious
Watch her mouth drop from them dubs that she threw on
Dandy like candy, so you can get your chew on
What you want to, what you gon' do
When you find out that she's far from 22?
Yo, it′s not the same, G, when you′re game, G
With the dames, so drop a line like this before you do
Do you qualify?
It sure looks good to me
I need to know, do you qualify?
It sure looks good to me
What's up with these bitches tryna play us like a fool?
Lookin′ of age, real proper, but just enrollin' in high school
I′m callin' ′em collard greens 'cause they cornbread-fed
Runnin' more game than what your homie Simon said
Yo, what is this new statistic?
Went from pants and Vaseline to short skirts and lipstick
You ask who′s to blame, I don′t know, but I'ma
Take it upon myself and blame it on they mamas
For beatin′ that ass with a baseball bat
Swollen it all up, now it's proper and fat
Fed ′em attitudes, Big Macs, and milk
Leave 'em all alone and it′s on in the tilt
Or the house, 'cause that's where they open up the mouth
So in the day, she′s a child, at night, she′s an adult
And diggity-domino, I like to ride it like a tractor
But there's a question at hand because that age is a factor
Do you qualify?
It sure looks good to me
I need to know, do you qualify?
It sure looks good to me
There was a man named Bill
On a Saturday night, he went to a club
And read a sign before he entered it singin′, "Eighteen and up"
But we know that's just a game for the man that′s runnin'
Thangs ′cause he's lettin' all them fly bitches come in
Regardless of the age and shit
But since this story′s about Bill, let′s get back to it
Bill met a collard green, she looks mean
Ran a little game, now she's on the team
You know what comes next, took her to the snooty
Treated her like a salad, tossed up the booty
Bill played it wrong and he got lazy
No protection, guess what? Oopsie-daisy
Now baby′s pregnant 'cause Bill neglected
To be protected, now he′s arrested
One year under 18 and you're through
So if you′re game, drop a line like this before you do
Do you qualify?
It sure looks good to me
I need to know, do you qualify?
It sure looks good to me
Do you qualify?
It sure looks good to me
I need to know, do you qualify?
It sure looks good to me
Writer(s): Ronald Nathan Bell, George Brown, Robert Bell, Dennis Thomas, Claydes Smith, Alton Taylor, Robert Mickens, Richard Westfield, Kevin Gilliam, Shawn Ivy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
