"A scrub is a guy that can't get no love from me
Hanging out the passenger side
Of his best friend's ride
Trying to holler at me
I don't want no scrub
But a scrub is checkin' me
But his game is kinda weak
And I know that he cannot approach me
Cuz I'm lookin' like class and he's lookin' like trash
Can't get wit' no deadbeat . . . "
When do they start? Oh - before 8 AM.
That's right - this morning on the way to work I had some guys hollerin' at me while they were walkin' down the sidewalk.
Come on now, boys.
Not only is it ridiculously too early to be doing that, but I obviously wasn't cute enough to start hollerin' at . . . (I don't do anything when I got to work so I usually look like a bum).
Even if I looked good - doing things like that doesn't really make me want to talk to you.
Now - if they were good-looking guys that were just appreciating my looks, maybe. But yelling at me while I drove by....ugh!