Scrubs are nasty. Wearing them in public and bringing the world's contamination to patients. Plus they allow fatties to get away with it. What happened to hot nurses in white uniforms and skirts?

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I wrote a poem in 1998 about my feelings on scrubs. Here it is.

"No Scrubs"

A scrub is a guy that thinks he's fly
And is also known as a buster
Always talkin' about what he wants
And just sits on his broke ass
So, no

I don't want your number, no.
I don't want to give you mine and, no,
I don't want to meet you nowhere, no.
I don't want none of your time and, no,

[Chorus:]
I don't want no scrub
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
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

But a scrub is checkin' me
But his game is kinda weak
And I know that he cannot approach me
'Cause I'm lookin' like class and he's lookin' like. trash Can't get with a dead-beat ass
So, no.

I don't want your number, no.
I don't want to give you mine and, no,
I don't want to meet you nowhere, no.
I don't want none of your time, no.

[Chorus]

If you don't have a car and you're walking
Oh yes, son, I'm talking to you
If you live at home with your mamma. Oh yes, son, I'm talking to you, baby
If you have a shorty but you don't show love
Oh yes, son, I'm talking to you
Wanna get with me with no money
Oh no, I don't want, no, oh

No scrub
No scrub, no, no
No scrub, no, no, no, no, no
No scrub, no, no
No.

[Music video's spoken part:]
See, if you can't spatially expand my horizons Then that leaves you in a class with scrubs, never rising I don't find it surprising if you don't have the Gs To please me and bounce from here to the coast of overseas So, let me give you something to think about Inundate your mind with intentions to turn you out Can't forget the focus on the picture in front of me You as clear as DVD on digital TV screens Satisfy my appetite with something spectacular Check your vernacular, and then I get back to ya With diamond-like precision Insatiable is what I envision Can't detect acquisition From your friend's expedition Mr. Big Willy, if you really wanna know Ask Chilli, could I be a silly ho? Not really T-Boz and all my señoritas Are steppin' on your FILAs But you don't hear me, though

I wrote a poem in 1998 about my feelings on scrubs. Here it is. "No Scrubs" A scrub is a guy that thinks he's fly And is also known as a buster Always talkin' about what he wants And just sits on his broke ass So, no I don't want your number, no. I don't want to give you mine and, no, I don't want to meet you nowhere, no. I don't want none of your time and, no, [Chorus:] I don't want no scrub 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 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 But a scrub is checkin' me But his game is kinda weak And I know that he cannot approach me 'Cause I'm lookin' like class and he's lookin' like. trash Can't get with a dead-beat ass So, no. I don't want your number, no. I don't want to give you mine and, no, I don't want to meet you nowhere, no. I don't want none of your time, no. [Chorus] If you don't have a car and you're walking Oh yes, son, I'm talking to you If you live at home with your mamma. Oh yes, son, I'm talking to you, baby If you have a shorty but you don't show love Oh yes, son, I'm talking to you Wanna get with me with no money Oh no, I don't want, no, oh No scrub No scrub, no, no No scrub, no, no, no, no, no No scrub, no, no No. [Music video's spoken part:] See, if you can't spatially expand my horizons Then that leaves you in a class with scrubs, never rising I don't find it surprising if you don't have the Gs To please me and bounce from here to the coast of overseas So, let me give you something to think about Inundate your mind with intentions to turn you out Can't forget the focus on the picture in front of me You as clear as DVD on digital TV screens Satisfy my appetite with something spectacular Check your vernacular, and then I get back to ya With diamond-like precision Insatiable is what I envision Can't detect acquisition From your friend's expedition Mr. Big Willy, if you really wanna know Ask Chilli, could I be a silly ho? Not really T-Boz and all my señoritas Are steppin' on your FILAs But you don't hear me, though

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