Lyrics
Yo, look, look, look
They call her Jezebel
You might find her in your neigbourhood
Always in some shit
Up to no good
Constant boastin', bragging to her friends
Juiced every boy in the ends
Didn't finished school
She would truant every day
Always on the link
Different boy every day
Missed mathematics, she was doing acrobatics
But not gym class
She was gettin' doggie fast
Yo, they call her Jezebel
Friends call her sket behind her back
She never knew the plot
She was born off track
Tight top, short skirt, thinks she's too nice
Hates love but she's been deep in twice
Pass with, hoe she can't keep her legs closed
Always on the creep
Now she's in too deep
Now she faces neglect, abuse and rape
Man said that he'd kill her
If she tried to escape
What's your name? I've seen you about
I think your shroom (boom ting)
I really hope you're not a grim
I really hope your not a Jezzy, Jezzy
Where you from? Hot stuff (buff ting)
I really hope you're not a grim
I really hope your not a Jezzy, Jezzy
I've seen you about
I think you're shroom (boom ting)
I really hope you're not a grim
I really hope you're not a Jezzy, Jezzy
Where you from? Hot stuff (buff ting)
I really hope you're not grim
I really hope you're not a Jezebel
You might find her at a house rave
For the fifth time
She's gettin' wined from behind
Had a bit to drink
So she's acting kinda slow
She came with Natasha
But she's leavin' with Joe
Ricky loves Jezzy but Jezzy loves bling
Ricky means well but Ricky ain't got a thing
Joe's got a name
And Jezzy loves fame
She wants a man to show
So it's all about Joe
They call her Jezebel
On her way to get whats out
Get battery and get kicked out
Jezzy weren't expecting more then four
What could she say
She just did it anyway
Messed up, caught a kinda STD
Gonorrhoea, Herpes, no VD
Left bitter, left angry, left vexed
But still loves sex
Passed it on to the next
What's your name? I've seen you about
I think you're shroom (boom ting)
I really hope you're not a grim
I really hope you're not a Jezzy, Jezzy
Where you from? Hot stuff (buff ting)
I really hope you're not a grim
I really hope you're not a Jezzy, Jezzy
I've seen you about
I think you're shroom (boom ting)
I really hope you're not a grim
I really hope you're not a Jezzy, Jezzy
Where you from? Hot stuff (buff ting)
I really hope you're not grim
I really hope you're not a Jezebel
Pretty but ain't got a brain
Got no shame
Got juiced on the train
Went from daddy's little girl
To daddy's heart attack
House wreck a side
She could never go back
Raised in the church
Not knowing anything
Then learned about boys
Ruined everything
Aged sixteen she was never full grown
She was in a family
Now she's got one of her own
Two kids, even worse
Two little girls
Two more of her
That's two Jezebels
Two fatherless kids
One single mum
No longer young but the boys still come
Yo, wishin' she could take it back to the old school
And make better choices
Oh what a fool
Bottle by her side
She wonder, man
If only she were six years younger, damn
