Doo Wop (That Thing) Lyrics

Lauryn Hill


publisher: ©Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
writers: Lauryn Hill
album: Track 5 in album The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill
release date: 1998-8-25
popularity : 2260 users have visited this page.
length: 5:20
electric piano: James Poyser
trumpet: Everol Ray
turntable(s): DJ Supreme
saxophone: Dean Fraser
trombone: Ronald "Nambo" Robinson
strings: Indigo Quartet
celesta: James Poyser
piano: James Poyser
Rhodes piano: James Poyser
mastering: Herb Powers, Jr.
mix: Commissioner Gordon
producer: Lauryn Hill
additional programming: Vada Nobles
drums: Vada Nobles
recording: Warren Riker, Commissioner Gordon
background vocals: Rasheem "Kilo" Pugh, Jeni Fujita, Fundisha, James Poyser, Lenesha Randolph
lead vocals: Lauryn Hill
lyricist: Lauryn Hill
composer: Lauryn Hill

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Yo, remember back on the boogie when cats used to harmonize like
Yo, my men and my women
Don't forget about the dean, sirat al-mustaqim
Yo, it's about a thing
If ya feel real good wave your hands in the air
And lick two shots in the atmosphere!

It's been three weeks since you were looking for your friend
The one you let hit it and never called you again
'Member when he told you he was 'bout the Benjamins?
You act like you ain't hear him, then give him a little trim
To begin, how you think you're really gon' pretend
Like you wasn't down and you called him again?
Plus, when you give it up so easy you ain't even foolin' him
If you did it then, then you'd probably **** again
Talking out your neck, sayin' you're a Christian
A Muslim, sleeping with the gin
Now that was the sin that did Jezebel in
Who you gon' tell when the repercussions spin?
Showing off your *** cause you're thinkin' it's a trend
Girlfriend, let me break it down for you again
You know I only say it cause I'm truly genuine
Don't be a hard rock when you really are a gem
Baby girl, respect is just a minimum
*****s ****ed up and you still defending 'em
Now, Lauryn is only human
Don't think I haven't been through the same predicament
Let it sit inside your head like a million women in Philly, Penn
It's silly when girls sell their souls because it's in
Look at where you be in, hair weaves like Europeans
Fake nails done by Koreans
Come again

Guys you know you'd better watch out
Some girls, some girls are only about
That thing, that thing, that thing
That thing, that thing, that thing

The second verse is dedicated to the men
More concerned with his rims and his Timbs than his women
Him and his men, come in the club like hooligans
Don't care who they offend, poppin' yang (Like you got yen!)
Let's stop pretend, the ones that pack pistols by they waist men
Cristal by the case men, still in they mother's basement
The pretty face men claiming that they be the big men
Need to take care of they three or four kids
And they face a court case when the child support late
Money taking and heart breaking, now you wonder why women hate men
The sleepy, silent men
The punk, domestic violence men
Quick to shoot the semen, stop acting like boys and be men
How you gonna win, when you ain't right within?
How you gonna win, when you ain't right within?
How you gonna win, when you ain't right within?
Come again

Watch out, watch out
Look out, look out
Watch out, watch out
Look out, look out
Watch out, watch out
Look out, look out
Watch out, watch out
Look out, look out

Girls you know you'd better watch out
Some guys, some guys are only about
That thing, that thing, that thing
That thing, that thing, that thing
Guys you know you'd better watch out
Some girls, some girls are only about
That thing, that thing, that thing
That thing, that thing, that thing

Track Listing


CD 1
  • 1 Intro
  • 2 Lost Ones
  • 3 Ex‐Factor
  • 4 To Zion
  • 5 Doo Wop (That Thing)
  • 6 Superstar
  • 7 Final Hour
  • 8 When It Hurts So Bad
  • 9 I Used to Love Him
  • 10 Forgive Them Father
  • 11 Every Ghetto, Every City
  • 12 Nothing Even Matters
  • 13 Everything Is Everything
  • 14 The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill
  • 15 Can’t Take My Eyes Off of You
  • 16 Tell Him