what's with these homies dissin' my girl, why do they gotta front.

what did we ever do to these guys that made them so violent
Ooh-ooh but you know I'm yours
Ooh-ooh and I know you're mine
Ooh-ooh (that's for all time)
oh-wee-ooh I look just like Buddy Holly
O-oh and you're Mary Tyler Moore
I don't care what they say about us anyway
I don't care 'bout that

Don't you ever fear, I'm always near
I know that you need help
Your tongue is twisted, your eyes are slit
You need a guardian.