[Intro: Queen Latifah]
Dana Owens AKA Queen Latifah, yes, I'm here to testify
No, I gotta speak on my behalf
You don't even know what happened
Can I just tell you what happened?
[Chorus: Macy Gray & Queen Latifah]
He had it comin' (He had it comin', comin')
He only had himself to blame
If you'd've been there (If you'd've seen it)
I think that you would have done the same
[Verse 1: Queen Latifah & Macy Gray]
I mean, imagine, why was he hittin' his woman? Why was she takin' that?
Now picture her fightin' back
Think of the ass kickin', think of his ass flippin' down the stairs
And me at the top smilin', he should've stopped wildin' (Uh)
Now could you picture me tryin' to finish him off? (Uh)
See why I pictured me on this side of the law? (Yeah)
High heels leave holes, you'd've thought I was gunnin'
Now the cops comin', I ain't runnin' (He had it comin')
Girl, you should've seen it, should've bobbed and weaved it
'Fore the cops came, got a couple of clean hits
And word to Jesus, couldn't take the abuse
But I couldn't explain that to the state troops
But you know, girl (Hmm, yeah, you go, girl)
Plus I look real cute in orange jumpsuits
This the story I'm tellin' and I ain't changin' nothin'
I just needed you to know, Your Honor
Dana Owens AKA Queen Latifah, yes, I'm here to testify
No, I gotta speak on my behalf
You don't even know what happened
Can I just tell you what happened?
[Chorus: Macy Gray & Queen Latifah]
He had it comin' (He had it comin', comin')
He only had himself to blame
If you'd've been there (If you'd've seen it)
I think that you would have done the same
[Verse 1: Queen Latifah & Macy Gray]
I mean, imagine, why was he hittin' his woman? Why was she takin' that?
Now picture her fightin' back
Think of the ass kickin', think of his ass flippin' down the stairs
And me at the top smilin', he should've stopped wildin' (Uh)
Now could you picture me tryin' to finish him off? (Uh)
See why I pictured me on this side of the law? (Yeah)
High heels leave holes, you'd've thought I was gunnin'
Now the cops comin', I ain't runnin' (He had it comin')
Girl, you should've seen it, should've bobbed and weaved it
'Fore the cops came, got a couple of clean hits
And word to Jesus, couldn't take the abuse
But I couldn't explain that to the state troops
But you know, girl (Hmm, yeah, you go, girl)
Plus I look real cute in orange jumpsuits
This the story I'm tellin' and I ain't changin' nothin'
I just needed you to know, Your Honor
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