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Sometimes you just can't help yourself...you just have to look. This often leads to trouble and it get the best, of the best of us.

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Chronic snooper, where ya gonna be tonight…Where ya gonna be tonight
Ya thought everything was kool in the gang, Messing around trying to do your thang. Actin a fool trying to get you some, After all that looking', couldn't find a crumb. You know what happens when you assume, By talking that mess, you done met your doom. What since you spent the night at my place? Now you got the right to trudge through myspace. Who's that girl? How is she your friend?
I always answered straight, I didn’t once pretend. I told ya from the start I don’t play no games, But a lotta girls know me as Mr. Thaddeus James. Damn girl, ya sure tried hard, To play me to the left and try and pull my card. I walk outside; you’re driving down my street, Ya must be out ya mind to call that discreet. My sharp tongue caught ya by surprise, And left ya sitting in a stew of your own lies.
Do unto others baby, let me be, Or poke at the tiger and make me angry. I lit ya up before and I'll do it again, You’re a chronic snooper girl; you’re not my friend.
Everything with you was a plot and a scheme, So tonight add this song to your self-esteem.

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from Snares, Hooks and RhymeBooks, released July 8, 2008
lyrics by Jeff Mroz and John Gray, music by John Gray and Frank Clayton

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