That Ain’t Classy Classified

[Intro/Break - Female Singer] (Classified)
You want it, you need it, I got it ('cause this is how it's goin down)
You want it, you need it, I got it

[Verse 1]
They call me Mr. Negativity, call it how I see
Yes I'm back in the vicinity, bringin what you need
Plus all of the amenities, not what you consider the
Run of the mill, runnin the drill, none of it's real, celebrity (oh, no, no!)
I don't let any of it get to me
I am more a mystery, mentally and physically
Yeah I seen the bright lights, ever so vividly
Partied with the star types and mingled with the industry
But jeez, we don't need another hero
I relate to real people, not these self-centered weirdos
Flamboyant wannabe, oh so flashy
If you ask me, that really isn't classy
You'll never see me with my sunglasses on in a club
Dancin on a table to my own song gettin buzzed (nah)
And you'll never see me with a couple bottles of Cris'
Tryin to pick up on a chick like "bitch, you want this?"
That ain't classy

[Hook]
The radio is playin' my song
And I got a record label that's puttin' me on
But I still stay classy, still stay classy, still stay classy
Imma do what I gotta do
And, if you're not relatin' it's hard, not to hate 'em
Don't care what they're sayin', I ain't changin'
That ain't classy, that ain't classy, that ain't classy, that ain't classy