Blow My Whistle (from "Rush Hour 2" soundtrack)

Yeah, uh, yeah
Y'all know y'all see us in the Benz or that Rover
Fresh pair of Air 1's, Louis pullover
Whole city locked, just like I always told you (Uh-huh)

If it ain't Boogie, believe me, she a rookie
You know how Fox drop it
Dig up in they pockets
Pussy get lost, treat that nigga like a jump-off
They act shady, this nigga must be crazy
My girl sells units like Michael in the 80's (Ugh)

What am I supposed to do?
I don't wanna be your referee but
Anytime tonight I'm gonna
Blow my whistle soon, hold my breath
Turn blue 'til it's time to be your referee but
Later on tonight I'll let you, blow my whistle too

Cast your vote on me, save that seat for me
Just place your bets on me, stop getting high off of jealousy
Whether you are ready or not I'm coming with all that I got (I got)
Then while you decide, we are undefined

My instincts says I ought to keep you free
I wanna keep you free
And my mother says men dislike stability
Oh, is it true?
My instincts says I ought to keep you free
But I don't dislike exclusivity

Oh, what am I supposed to do?
I don't wanna be your referee but
Anytime tonight I'm gonna
Blow my whistle soon, hold my breath
Turn blue 'til it's time to be your referee but
Later on tonight I'll let you, blow my whistle too

Scared to show or tell keep what you just felt
A secret to yourself, I'm getting tired of mysteries
Even though I say they do not
The games you play hurt me a lot
When there's none to play will you go or stay?

My instincts says I ought to disagree
When my mother says men will leave eventually (Is it true?)
Nothing lasts forever, I agree
But I wouldn't mind the possibility

Oh, what am I supposed to do?
I don't wanna be your referee but
Anytime tonight I'm gonna
Blow my whistle soon, hold my breath
Turn blue 'til it's time to be your referee but
Later on tonight I'll let you, blow my whistle too

Live from BK, dipping on the freeway (Uh-huh)
Visor twisted back with a couple wild cats (Oow)

Bunch of loose goons, keep the muzzle on 'em
We all 7-tre, who the fluck wan' what? (Iyye!)
I numbs 'em like cocaine raw

Starving like you part of the V-8 this fall
Homes, in many places, but I'm Brooklyn's own
Bet I, keeps it popping, keeps they shoulders locking
La-di-da-di in the party, nigga
Up ya yen, fuck you locking for a pen?

I just came to bone, reputation ill, stay on chrome
I'm like E.T. beotch, no phone home
Gavin always told me, Boogie, watch ya paper
Keep it low, bubbles flow, niggaz, catch the vapors
Fox, Hikaru, in the Cadillac blue
2 Live, Shawn ain't got no ma's, beotch

What am I supposed to do?
I don't wanna be your referee but
Anytime tonight I'm gonna
Blow my whistle soon, hold my breath
Turn blue 'til it's time to be your referee but
Later on tonight I'll let you, blow my whistle too

What am I supposed to do?
I don't wanna be your referee but
Anytime tonight I'm gonna
Blow my whistle soon, hold my breath
Turn blue 'til it's time to be your referee but
Later on tonight I'll let you, blow my whistle too