Released: April 6, 2004

Producer: Platinum Brothers

Wanna be
Just a wanna be (All these wanna be mutha)
Just a wanna be (Out here tryna be a thug and shit)

I'm so tired
Of all these niggas tryna play like they thugs
I really can't show no love (You gets none)
I learned how to spot 'em from a mile away
And let me tell you how
Staying at home with your momma don't count (Count)
Borrowing a car to go out it don't count (Yeah)
Yeah you got money in your pocket no doubt (So)
But I found out you've been fakin' the amount
So how

How you get to the club?
Did you come on dubs? (Mmm mmm)
And when you got inside did they show you some love? (No)
Up in V.I.P was you poppin' the bub (Hell naw come on)
You ain't come on dubs (Sure didn't)
And they ain't show you no love (They had a cab drop you off on the corner)
I seen you at the bar you ain't poppin' no bub
Sippin' on that henny like a wanna be thug
'Cause yous a wan-na-be, wa-nna-be (Tired ass)
'Cause yous a wan-na-be, wa-nna-be
(Up in here causing so much shit)
'Cause yous a wan-na-be, wa-nna-be
'Cause yous a wan-na-be, wa-nna-be
'Cause yous a wan-na-be, wa-nna-be (Ain't got a job live at home witcha momma)

Really ain't a need in me askin' you
'Cause when you pulled up to the club
You was a passenger (Be quiet)
Actin' like a champ
When you a challenger
And all the shit that you been poppin'
Just ain't adding up (Uh-oh, hell naw)
I think you missed your callin'
You really shouldn't be around these players
While they ballin'
While your tryna to come up you steady fallin'
You need to find somethin' else to put your all in
'Cause it won't be me

How you get to the club?
Did you come on dubs?
And when you got inside did they show you some love? (Mmm)
Up in V.I.P was you poppin' the bub (Man come on)
You ain't come on dubs (Sure didn't)
And they ain't show you no love
I seen you at the bar you ain't poppin' no bub
Sippin' on that henny like a wanna be thug
'Cause yous a wan-na-be, wa-nna-be (Uh-uh)
'Cause yous a wan-na-be, wa-nna-be
(Damn shame you can't be yourself up in this bitch)
'Cause yous a wan-na-be, wa-nna-be (Flossin')
'Cause yous a wan-na-be, wa-nna-be (Tryna be somebody they not)
'Cause yous a wan-na-be, wa-nna-be (It's a damn shame)
'Cause yous a wan-na-be, wa-nna-be

Wanna be
La la la lalala la (Na na na)
La la la lalala la (Gotta go)
'Cause yous a la la la lalala la (Gotta get the hell up outta here)
La la la lalala la
'Cause yous a la la la lalala la (All these fake gold fronts)
La la la lalala la (Lookin' crazy)
'Cause yous a la la la lalala la
La la la lalala la (Niggas just want to be thugs)

How you get to the club? (Don't wanna be themselves niggas)
Did you come on dubs? (I'm lookin' at the motherfucka)
And when you got inside did they show you some love? (Hell no naw)
Up in V.I.P was you poppin' the bub (Man come on)
You ain't come on dubs
And they ain't show you no love (I'm tired of talkin')
I seen you at the bar you ain't poppin' no bub (I done said all I have to say)
Sippin' on that henny like a wanna be thug
'Cause yous a wan-na-be, wa-nna-be (Wanna be)
'Cause yous a wan-na-be, wa-nna-be (That's all you are)
'Cause yous a wan-na-be, wa-nna-be (A wanna be)
'Cause yous a wan-na-be, wa-nna-be (Wanna be real)
'Cause yous a wan-na-be, wa-nna-be (But you can't)
'Cause yous a wan-na-be, wa-nna-be (Keep fakin' it)
'Cause yous a wan-na-be, wa-nna-be (You'se a)
'Cause yous a wan-na-be, wa-nna-be
'Cause yous a wan-na-be, wa-nna-be

Adina Howard

Adina Howard is an R&B singer best known for the provocative 1994 hit “Freak Like Me” from her debut album Do You Wanna Ride?

She resurfaced with “(Freak) And U Know It” in 1997 that was supposed to herald her sophomore album for Elektra/EastWest, Welcome To Fantasy Island. The release was ultimately shelved.

After a seven year hiatus, she returned as an independent artist with The Second Coming, featuring new songs along with previously released tracks like “Crank Me Up” featuring Missy Elliott (from Welcome to Fantasy Island) and the Jamie Foxx duet “T-Shirt and Panties.”