FUNKYTOWN PROS - Just Another Toss Up lyrics

rate me

You were great, sensational, sincere

Worth sheddin' a tear--but that was last year

Now you're crazy, where's your brain at, baby?

I've been checkin' you out lately

Hangin' out with the wrong bunch

Now you flaunt in your backs and your fronts

Used to be gentle and sentimental

But now you remind me of a dope instrumental

They got ruined by a bad rap

If I was Pops, I wouldn't have that

You've been jerked out, better yet burnt out

Manager best friend, she took the right route

She din't wanna jump in the sack without knowin' exact:

What she was doin' was wack

Now she realizes she's the enemy

'Cause she didn't give up her virginity

Now she's flowin' and goin' places

While you're still havin' sex with new faces

Back in the days, when you was would-be-done

You were scared of love

They wanna give me a sample, my success you were doubtin'

You're trippin' like Roger Troutman

At first, you was a fly female to call up

Now you're just another toss-up

[chorus:]

Just another toss-up

Just another toss-up

Now who's gonna catch her?

What I'm tryin' to get at: you don't have to be like that

Always puttin' on a act

Brothers are lookin' for somethin'

You know what? You're just a hump full of nothin'

Yeah, you got a nice shape

But your brain is the size of a grape

Behind every strong man there's a strong woman

But you, you're just worryin' about comin'

Up quickly so you can brag

And pack your bags, and leave the city

Escapin' from the ghetto, but I know without a doubt

That ain't the way to get out

You make it bad for a lot of good females out there

Well, I guess you don't care

You need to get some sleep and stop bein' so cheap

And maybe you'll find a man you can keep

And stay away from that TV if you're the

Kind that believes everything that you see

'Cause the soaps are hopes of another type of

Woman that you'll never, ever be

So just calm down, change the program

Stop dancin' so nasty on the slow jam

'Cause when it comes to life, you don't know what's up

But you turn and run every time you hear "toss-up"

[repeat chorus]

Look at you, do you think that you're ladylike?

You're the type to say all men are alike

I tend to believe that's not true

But the way you screw, I can understand your point-of-view

Your feelings have been neglected, I know it gets hectic:

You're tired of bein' disrespected

But what do you get when you come out of a room

Lookin' like a wreck? A hi-five and respect?

The things you go through--and I don't know

Who in the hell influenced you to go do

That type of work, tryin' to flirt, gettin' hurt

Feelin' like dirt, leavin' with a torn skirt

Your friends don't care because you're prettier

Better for them--they're glad to get rid of ya

You're not at all bright, you don't see the light

You go out with 'em the same time tomorrow night

And when you find a fella with some sense

Now you seem convinced--you think you found you a prince

And he don't want you, he just wanna rock you

You play hard-to-get 'cause you want him to jock you

Before you met each other, he saw freaky pictures from another brother

He knows you're just another toss-up

[repeat chorus]