[VERSE 1]

Forget Wonder Woman, she's a trick

Workin around in red, white and blue

The girl is through

Another superhero comin atcha

But much blacker

Yo-Yo, better known as Cleopatra

And when shit gets mental

In South Central

Please, could you bust the instrumental?

Givin you a migrane

Is it a bird or a plane or Soul Train?

Funky like Coltrane

Never do the same-old thing

Swoop down to the rescue

Girl, don't be no fool

Cause it's cool to be in love with a brother

But nigga, make sure you wear a glove when you love her

Cause you'll fall flat, and ain't none of that poppin

Ain't no panties droppin, ain't no hoe-hoppin

And homeboys, you need help too

Forget the red and the blue, what the hell's up with you?

You and your crew rather shoot me down when I come around

Now the sheriff's got your ass countied down

Gettin they clown on, got you in the backseat

Cause you claimed the other man and street

Say you all that, but throw the gat when they come atcha

But here comes Cleopatra



[VERSE 2]

I see a lot of brothers gettin arrested

Cause my neighborhood's infested 

With the crack and the cocaine

Who's the mack with the no-name?

Is it Bush or Quayle

See, somethin smell fishy 

And it ain't Miss Pretty

Who lives up the block

A pussy full of cock

8 months knocked, and still hits the rock

Had a baby that's addicted to crack

Dumb trick, you can get a smack for that

I don't defend no girl that's dumb

I don't like no brothers tryin to get none

Cause no, no, no, you're not humpin me

I'm not dumb like Prissy on '3's Company'

I know how to catch a male

And not watchin those shows called _Sally Jesse Raphael_

Intelligent black woman

With the plats, and I'm black

Get off my bra-strap



[VERSE 3]

I hate a young brother that's sexist

Cause they got a Lexus

But I'm large as Texas

Say what I gotta say, do what I gotta do

Rollin with the IBWC crew

Now they trollin me to

Do another song like 'You Can't Play With My Yo-Yo'

Don't they know that was done before?

I checked it, wrecked it

Never butt-naked

Down with the Lench Mob, but wait a second

'Mama didn't take no mess' when I was a kid

And thank God that she never did

Cause I figure I'd be bigger in the front

Waitin for a check every month

Watchin _All My Children_, livin in a motel

With all my real children, all bad as hell

Life is great when you ain't Section 8

But if you are, keep strivin, livin and survivin

Do the right thing, and no one could match ya

And that's from Cleopatra