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Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!
Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!
Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!
Uh huh, uh uh
Uh huh, uh uh
Uh huh, uh uh
Bet you remember how I used to put it down when you used to be my baby,
we used to hang out to the crib or kick it 'round town 'till you switched the game up on me (on me).
You never realized what you had (what you had),
now that I'm gone, and no I won't be back,
and I can smile 'cause it's so funny (funny),
that's what you get for tryin' to do me shady.
B-SECTION
And I heard about that chick you had in my car (car),
should've know the day would come when you would get caught,
never thought that I would ever take it this far,
but you know what? You should have switched your game up (game up).
And you can't be mad, nah, 'cause I'm on my "g",
I'm gonna play him the same way he tried to play me,
tell me how you feelin' now yoyu sittin lonely thinking 'bout me?
(Yeahhhhhh)
CHOURS
You know that I'm good! (Uh huh, uh huh)
You should, (Uh huh, uh huh) I wish you would,
go and kick that to somebody else,
don't try to run that bull...on me (on me)
I'm good! (Uh huh, uh huh)
You should, (Uh huh, uh huh) I wish you would,
go and kick that to somebody else,
don't try to run that bull...on me (on me)
VERSE 2
And then he got the nerve to think that I'ma fall back while he flaunt this chick in my face,
but what he don't know is I really don't care,
I'm don't need that man for nothing!
I got my own and I'm not concerned,
quit holdin' on, just let it burn.
Can't trust you as far as my two eyes can see,
I made up my mind, and it's not changing (No nooooo!)
B-SECTION
CHORUS
EBONY EYES:
Yeah. uh, yeah. What? Ok.
You that Ebony Eyes inticing several guys
I ain't for playin' no games
I've had enough of yo' lies.
See my patience is low, I don't care if you go,
baby all I want to know is why you movin' so slow.
Ain't the type to break a sweat and get all upset,
Baby boy I'm a vet, you don't pose no threat,
and you can just stop it, I'm hip to yo act,
and ain't no way this hot chick will ever take you back.
Just tryin' get some change, and sittin' up in the Range
while u lookin all starange actin' crazy deranged, uh
baby I'm cool, see the number one rule is never let a brotha play you like you "boo boo the fool"
and it ain't no sense in steadily beggin' me to come back,
see i done already been there and done that, (ok)
and you can never, ever play me for the dummy type, (that's right)
you need to get yo mind right, and get yo money tight. Yeah.
CHORUS (fade to end)
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