TLC - 20

Hat 2 da Back

Hahahaha, what up? (Here we go, here we go, here we go)
Sup T-Boz?
Yeah, what's up, Chilli?
What up, Left Eye?
Yo, where's Left Eye? Did she leave? (I left)

Bein' that I am the kinda girl that I am
Nobody can make me do (aww, yeah) what I don't want to, uh (far from reality)
I can be myself a lot, and I'm proud of what I got
So I'll never change for you (aww, yeah)
(Far from reality)

Bein' that I am the kinda girl that I am
Tight jeans don't hit the scene with one like me (aww, yeah)
(Far from reality) I got to be feeling free
And you better believe I'll do what pleases me
Yo, Left Eye, kick the scene (aww, yeah)

Every day, last week and not a place to go (say)
This nut still had me dressin' like a fashion show (aww, yeah)
But not this week I'm chillin' 'cause it's nothin' to hide
Threw on my baggy dips and waited for my ride (far from reality)
He pulled up (knock-knock) 'til I opened the door
Peeped my gear and started dissin' me from head to toe (toe)
But yo, just to let ya know, it's takin' ta (far from reality)
Make me wanna say gotta go, gotta go (aww, yeah)

Hat to da back
I gotta kick my pants down real low (aww, yeah)
That's the kinda girl I am
That's the kinda girl I am
Hat to da back
I gotta kick my pants down real low
That's the kinda girl that I am (aww, yeah)
Here we go, here we go, here we go again

Bein' that I am the kinda girl that I am
Some people just don't understand the things I do (aww, yeah)
You feelin' it "D", you feelin' it? (Far from reality)
Chillin' with the girls or kick it with the fellas if I choose (aww, yeah)
(Far from reality)

And bein' that I am the kinda girl that I am
Dumb rules are left for fools with no attitude (aww, yeah)
(Far from reality) I think my way is cool
So let me be me, continue bein' real smooth
Yo, Left Eye, what's up wit' that guy? (Aww, yeah)

So yo, get it back to this dude wit' the foul attitude
Shoot, he made another bad move (aww, yeah)
Sayin' that girls shouldn't wear baseball caps, he can go take a hike
'Cause it's the style that I like, yeah, it's a trip
'Cause somethin' hasn't yet been said
I never talked about them damn finger waves in his head
Tight pants and two rings in each ear
You know that is dead (far from reality), but it's me instead (aww, yeah)

Hat to da back
I gotta kick my pants down real low (pants down real low) (aww, yeah)
That's the kinda girl I am
That's the kinda girl I am
Hat to da back
I gotta kick my pants down real low
That's the kinda girl that I am (aww, yeah)
Here we go again

That's the kinda girl I am
Don't cha know I really don't give a damn (aww, yeah)
Let me be me for me and not what I'm supposed to be
So, I'm gonna do what I wanna do
'Cause dumb rules are left for silly fools
That's the kinda girl that I am, oh (aww, yeah)
Here we go, here we go, here we go again

Some people might wonder why we're like that
'Cause we're smooth
Smooth as, ah, what you gotta say?
We got it goin' on, we own (far from reality) (aww, yeah)

Relatively speakin' I am no ordinary dip (yo)
'Cause I ain't reachin' hipped (yo) 'til you be thinkin' I'm flipped
And that is, ooh, on the TLC tip (run the show)
One, two, three, four, y'all (here we go again)

Hat to da back (we gettin' drunk over here)
I gotta kick my pants down real low (aww, yeah) (we keepin' it alive)
That's the kinda girl I am
That's the kinda girl I am
Hat to da back (baby)
I gotta kick my pants down real low
That's the kinda girl that I am (aww, yeah)
I got my

Hat to da back
I gotta kick my pants down real low (aww, yeah)
That's the kinda girl I am
That's the kinda girl I am
Hat to da back
I gotta kick my pants down real low
That's the kinda girl that I am (anything different you can find?) (Aww, yeah)

TLC, that's it, that's us
Yo, T, you know that's right 'cause she a boss
T-Boz, she a boss
Yo, Left Eye, why's your name, Left Eye?
'Cause Eye left motherfucker



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Writer(s): Dallas L. Austin, Lisa Lopes, Kevin J. Wales, Harry Wayne Casey, Richard Finch
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