World Wide Web - Danger Incorporated

I can’t fuck with you

Wish I could forget you

I can’t fuck with you

Danger don’t fuck with you

I don’t want your body laying on me every night

Put your blade inside a body then you run for life

I’m always thinking 'bout your body when it’s not with mine

Are you thinking 'bout my body when you’re online?

I don’t want your body next to mine

Danger be your minister tonight

I hope I see you on the World Wide Web

I can’t fuck with you

Wish I could forget you

I can’t fuck with you

Bitch, I don’t fuck with you

I can’t fuck with—

Fuck, where’s the green?

Don’t fuck with your scene

I been searching all night, for some pain relief

Nigga, what the fuck you mean?

Act like they afraid of me

Punked on the web, nah, that’s some shit I don’t believe

What you looking for?

I’m the one, know I got you

And they playin' World Wide Web at the party

And she 'bout fuckin' 5"4' with the body

Shorty fuckin' with me off rip, it’s a problem

I can’t fuck with you

Wish I could forget you

I can’t fuck with you

Bitch, I don’t fuck with you