No Scrubs - TLC
No Scrubs
TLC
© 1999
LP Version | Remix
LP Version
[Chilli]
A scrub is a guy that thinks he's fly
And is also known as a buster
Always talkin' about what he wants
And just sits on his broke ass
So...
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 time and
[Chorus]
I don't want no scrub
A scrub is a guy that can't get no love from me
Hangin' out the passenger side
Of his best friend's ride
Trying to holler at me
I don't want no scrub
A scrub is a guy that can't get no love from me
Hangin' out the passenger side
Of his best friend's ride
Trying to holler at me
[Chilli]
Well a scrub checkin' me
But his game is kinda weak
And I know he can not approach me
Cause I'm looking like class and he's looking like trash
Can't get wit' a deadbeat ass
So...
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 time and
[Chorus]
If you don't have a car and you're walking
Oh yes son, I'm talking to you
If you live at home with your momma
Oh yes son, I'm talking to you
If you have a shorty that you don't show love
Oh yes son, I'm talking to you
Wanna get me with no money
Oh no, I don't want no
No scrub, no scrub
No, no
No scrub, no scrub
No, no
Repeat [Chorus] until fade
Remix
[Chilli]
A scrub is a guy that thinks he's fly
And is also known as a buster
Always talkin' about what he wants
And just sits on his broke ass
So...
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 time and
[Chorus]
I don't want no scrub
A scrub is a guy that can't get no love from me
Hangin' out the passenger side
Of his best friend's ride
Trying to holler at me
I don't want no scrub
A scrub is a guy that can't get no love from me
Hangin' out the passenger side
Of his best friend's ride
Trying to holler at me
[Chilli]
Well a scrub checkin' me
But his game is kinda weak
And I know he can not approach me
Cause I'm looking like class and he's looking like trash
Can't get wit' a deadbeat ass
So...
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 time and
Repeat 1
If you don't have a car and you're walking
Oh yes son, I'm talking to you
If you live at home with your momma
Oh yes son, I'm talking to you
If you have a shorty that you don't show love
Oh yes son, I'm talking to you
Wanna get me with no money
Oh no, I don't want no
No scrub, no scrub
No, no
No scrub, no scrub
No, no
Repeat [Chorus]
[Left Eye]
See... if you can't spatially expand my horizons
Then that leaves you in a class with the scrubs, never rising
I don't find it surprising
If you don't have the G's to please me
And bounce from over here to the coast of overseas, so
Let me give you something to think about
Innovate your mind wit' intentions to turn you out
Don't forget the focus on the picture in front of me
Do it clear as DVD on digital T.V. screens
Satisfy my appetite wit' something spectacular
Check ya vernacular, and then I get back to ya
Make diamond like precision
Insatiable is what I envision
Can't detect aquisition from ya friend's Expedition
Mister Big Willie, if you really wanna know
Ask Chilli, could I be your Silly Ho?
Not really, T-Boz, and all my senoritas
Is steppin' on ya Fila's, but you don't hear me though
Repeat [Chorus] until fade
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