Yo, look, look, look
They call her jezebel
you might find her in
your neigbourhood
Always in some shit
Up to no good
Constent boasting
braging to her friends
Juiced every boy in the ends
Gettin' outta school
She would turant every day
Always on the link
Different boy every day
Missed mathematics she
was doing acrobatics
But not gym class
She was gettin' dogged fast

Yo, they call her jezebel
Friends call her sket
behind her back
She never knew the clock
She was born of track
Tight top short skirt
thinks she's to 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 face's
neglect, abuse and
rape
Man said that he'd kill her
if she try to escape

Chorus
what's your name?
I've seen you about
I think your tromp (Boom ting)
I really hope your not a grim
I really hope your not
a jezzy, jezzy
Where you from?
Hot stuff (Buff ting)
I really hope your not a grim
I really hope your not
a jezzy, jezzy
I've seen you around
I think your tromp (Boom ting)
I really hope your not a grim
I really hope your not
a jezzy, jezzy
Where you from?
Hot stuff (Boom ting)
I really hope your not grim
I really hope your not a jezebel

You might find her at a house rave
For the fifth time
she's gettin' whined from behind
Had a bit to drink
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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 wocked out
Get battery
And get kicked out
Jezzy werent 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 vex
But still loves sex
Passed it on to the next

Chorus

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 reck a side
She could never go back
Raised in the church
Not knowing anything
Them London bad boy's
Ruined every thing

Aged 16
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 jezebel's
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 choice's
Oh what a fool
Bottle by her side
As she wonders man
Only if she was six years younger
Damn