TLC - No Scrubs Lyrics
(kevin briggs, kandi burruss, and tameka cottle)1999 shek'em down music/hitco-music south (ascap)Tam music/air control music, inc.Emi april music (ascap)Kandacy music tam music/air control music, inc.Emi april music (ascap) and tony mercedes music (ascap)A scrub is a guy that thinks he's flyAnd is also known as a buster (busta, busta...)Always talkin' about what he wantsAnd just sits on his broke assSo (no)I don't want your number (no)I don't want to give you mine and (no)I don't want to meet you nowhere (no)I don't want none of your time and (no)Chorus:I don't want no scrubA scrub is a guy that can't get no love from meHanging out the passenger sideOf his best friend's rideTrying to holler at meI don't want no scrubA scrub is a guy that can't get no love from meHanging out the passenger sideOf his best friend's rideTrying to holler at meThere's a scrub checkin' meBut his game is kinda weakAnd i know that he cannot approach meCuz i'm lookin' like class and he's lookin' like trashCan't get wit' no deadbeat assSo (no) (yea, yea)I don't want your number (no)I don't want to give you mine and (no)I don't want to meet you nowhere (no)I don't want none of your time (no)ChorusIf you don't have a car and you're walkingOh yes son i'm talking to youIf you live at home wit' your mommaOh yes son i'm talking to you (baby)If you have a shorty that you don't show loveOh yes son i'm talking to you (yea yea yea yea...)Wanna get with me with no moneyOh no i don't want no (oh)No scrub (no scrub, no love)No scrub (no no) (no scrub, no love)No scrub (no no no no no)No scrub (no no)NoChorusChorusLeft eye:See, if you can't spatially expand my horizonThen that leaves you in a class with scrubs never risin'I don't find it surprisin'If you don't have the g'sTo please me and bounce from here to the coast of overseasSo, let me give you somethin' to think aboutInundate your mind with intentions to turn you outCan't forget the focus on the picture in front of meYou as clear as dvd on digital tv screenSatisfy my appetite with something spectacularCheck your vernacularAnd then i get back to yaWith diamond like precisionInsatiable is what i envisionCan't detect acquisitionFrom your friend's expeditionMr. big willy if you really wanna knowAsk chilli, could i be a silly hoNot really, t-boz and all my senoritasIs steppin' on your filasBut you don't hear me thoughChorusChorus
