You see the mailman's bag and the mailman's pants
Don't treat no girlie well until you're sure of the scoop
He tells the truth about the kid, it's not your child
It's your wife
And she led him on and tried to please him
Cover your mouth because you almost choke
There's just a few things that I've got to mention
There's the mailman, he was short yet stout
'Cause all they do is they hurt and trample
She didn't waste time, she didn't try to tease him
There's girlies out here that seem appealing
I wouldn't trust not girl unless she feels the same
She calls you Twinkles and you call her Rover
She says, "I love you, Harold" and your name is Will
You buy the tramp jewels and clothes
Next thing you know, the ho starts to ill
You see the mailman's dick way up your wife's throat
Listen up close, here comes my first example
You say to yourself, she might still be loyal
Give her everything 'cause you swear she's worth it
Love is blind, so there goes your wealth
you're sure of the scoop
(Do what?)
Take off your rubber and there's one more inside her
Don't treat no girlie well, treat no girlie well
One friend was drunk so he starts to act wild
Treat 'em like a prostitute
Home from work early, Mr. Loverman
(Mm, hmm)
Listen up close, here comes my third example
Treat 'em like a prostitute
They'll come in your life and cold hurt your feelings
It's not yours-who can it be?
I think it was a slick rapper, his name is M.C. Ricky
Tell all your friends about your family thoughts
All your friends tell you, "The bith don't deserve it"
Well until you're sure of the scoop
He went inside your house and didn't come back out
What? Can I have your attention?
Until one day, you see things for yourself
Don't treat no girlie well, treat no girlie well, treat no girlie
Bust it
Listen up close, here comes my second example
She takes off your drawers and works you over
The mailman comes and he pays your wife a visit?
'Cause all they do is they hurt and trample
He said, "Your wife went berserk while you was hard at work"
You look inside your room, you see something brewin'
As you open up the door she says, "Get on the floor"
(Uh, huh)
You open up your door and stand in a trance
Mn, hmm
Treat 'em like a prostitute
Now your girl, she don't like to have sex a lot
Plans for the future, she's having your child
Just a friendly stop, come on, is it?
Came home to party from work had a hard day
Now ya been with your girlfriend for quite a while
Don't treat no girlie well, treat no girlie well, treat no girlie well until
Run upstairs up to your bedroom
You get sentimental and bring home a rose
I'm telling you as sure as Rick is my name
Acting like a jerk and on his face was a smirk
(Do what?)
You had a card and some candy in your right hand
Treat 'em like a prostitute
She wants to try things she's never tried before
'Cause all they do is they hurt and trample
Celebrate with friends drinking cans and quarts
That's not the half 'til you start to ride her
The thought alone makes your temperature boil
Today she's ready and she's hot, hot, hot
Look around your house and you say, "Where the fuck are they?"
