Performed by Left Eye
From Left Eye's 2001 solo album, Supernova.
5, 9, 12, 18
She the one you thought would never do a solo LP
Yeah, now what chick could outsell me (what chick)
Drama comes in dozens and I know you love it (You love it)
A rose is still a rose
So I rose above it (yeah)
The more they see a woman got a mind of her own
The less they wanna part of my throne
It figures
But the more they compare me to the ones they could own
They know they never should've left me alone
I'm bigger, no doubt
Money gang and my G's is up
Treat me like David Blaine and freeze me up
Let me address the issue
I'm super not superficial
Spoil me
The only statement I'm makin' is royalites (rock the dollars)
Seven digits never under my bank account hold
Numbers like your phone numbers plus area code
Gamble with your career
Go ahead chance her
See what happens when scrubs on my records
Deserve answers
Chorus:
Oh, Left Eye
What's happening?
Everybody wanna know where the hell you been (Where you been, girl?)
Oh, Left Eye
Teachers, children, mothers and thugs
Everybody love Miss Left Eye
(Repeat)
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot (burn)
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot (burn)
Hot, hot, hot, hot
L-E-F-T-E-Y-E
3, 5, 7, 9, 12, 15
A whole bunch of names on your credit ainpub
Tryna be loved
I'm thirty mill and a fan club
What you got signed for, I spend on some rugs
DVD's, and TV's and that's just in the car
Borderline genius
Scientists swear by me
Imagine Einstein
In Carmen Jones' body
I gave you auditions
They say I'm a gymnast in business
My somersault
Your position
Waste not, whatnot
I don't work for nothing
On top, she's hot
No discussion
I'm a diva
Teacher
Here when it started, I'll be here when it change
Started more careers than Quincy Jones
Other rap chicks actin' funny since she's home
Do it again and again
Expect her to
Left Eye, you expect me to respect you too?
Chorus