Foolin’ Around Rhymefest (Ft. Dres)

"Don't let your baby catch you foolin' around
You just might lose the best thing that you ever found"

[Intro] [Rhymefest talking]
Aight we cool. Myspace, nuhuh. Facebook? Haha. Black Planet?
Oh no! You know what you know what? I lost one or two of 'em
Catch you foolin' around. Look look look look look look look, now now...

[Verse One]
Now I was blessed with a brain and a dick that's fine
I only got enough blood to use one at a time
If you into givin' head, we'll be usin' our mind
But my girl get home at six we can't be losin' the time
All men cheat, don't act like it's a new thang
I got numbers and try to disguise them in dude's names
Like Anthony/Angie, Timothy/Tammy
I be back, I'm goin' to see my homie "Pat" up in Miami (bye!)
Get back from Miami, my girl got a jammie
"What the hell is these cause they ain't Timothy's panties!"
I'm like, "I-I bought 'em for you." Lies I got caught in a few
I got a girl I fuck as often as you!
All men cheat, hit strip clubs, trick dubs (make it rain!)
Lap dances and dick rubs, forget love
Once or twice tricked the rent off, showers two in the morning
You ain't gettin' clean, you washin' the scent off