Yeah, you are
This is for them girls on the block
This is for them girls that be on the block
(Ooh ooh ooh ooh)

She fly first class, and she keep a fresh look, you weave back
I can’t lie, goddamn you bad, damn you bad
When she step up on the scene with her straight black jeans
And her friend got class, that kind of girl to make her whole clique get mad
A dime piece, you could sit a cup on her ass
So now I’m tryna get past her girl and get up in her world

Baby I don’t wanna waste your time, I’m just here for your girlfriend
Yeah mm yeah you fine, but I’m just tryna meet your girlfriend
Nice hair, nice eyes, fat ass, tight thighs, so am I
You wish I was leaving with you, but I’m here for your girlfriend

She’s blocking, blocking, blocking, blocking
You asked for her girl’s number but she gave you hers
She’s blocking, blocking, blocking, blocking
Every time you go to pitch, she throws you curves
She’s blocking, block-blocking, block-blocking, blocking, block-blocking, block-blocking
She’s blocking, blocking, blocking, blocking

She screams everything I ask
Man she don’t hesitate to put a girl on blast
I leave a message and she calls right back
Ooh, I can’t seem to get past her schemes and no
Girl I really don’t know what to do
Girl you really know I’m feeling you
You ain’t tripping, naw anyway be dipping

I really don’t wanna waste your time, I’m just here for your girlfriend
Yeah baby yeah you fine, but I’m checking for your girlfriend
Nice hair, nice eyes, fat ass, tight thighs, so am I
I know you wish I was leaving with you, but I’m here for your girlfriend
Stop blocking me

She’s blocking, blocking, blocking, blocking
You asked for her girl’s number but she gave you hers
She’s blocking, blocking, blocking, blocking
Every time I go to pitch, she throws me curves
She’s blocking, block-blocking, block-blocking, blocking, block-blocking, block-blocking
She’s blocking, blocking, blocking, blocking

Now maybe I-I-I gotta let go
Now men have travelled this road many times before
All these stops signs I be have ignored
I can almost taste her, wish I could erase her
Fence after fence, wall after wall
I huff and I puff, hoping that she falls
It’s either give her something or give nothing at all
I really wanna quit but her girl is the shit

She’s blocking, blocking, blocking, blocking
You asked for her number but she slipped and gave you hers
She’s blocking, blocking, blocking, blocking
Every time I go to pitch, she throws me curves
She’s blocking, block-blocking, block-blocking, blocking, block-blocking, block-blocking
She’s blocking, blocking, blocking, blocking