Why you trippin on me?
Dont blame the Hennessy
Can you blame the honeys
For feeling on me
Aint you feeling me too
Then thats how Im feeling you
If youre insecure
Then Im just not sure
This thing is going to work
Cant deal with jealous blurts
It leads to feelings hurt
and me another search
Now baby
Believe me
That Im going to be seeing
You exclusively
Most women they be
None of them virtuous
Very meticulous
They get the dick, chips, split
Or have kids to make a ni***a stick
But we got chemistry
Like the dealers up the street
So dont be hot at me
Baby just chill with me
I know the history
My rap sheet aint clean
Now Ive done some things
And youve done some things
So we can keep on keeping
So lets keep on freakin
And lets keep our weekends
And we can keep on neekin (neek - Arabic for fuck)
Hook:
Uh yeah boo you cute
I just wanna be with you
And only if you would just see me through
I promise you girl Ill keep it true
I just wanna be with you
I promise you girl Ill keep it true
Cmon girl you know my love be true
I just wanna be with you
Tiptoe through the door late night
Thats right
Another ni**a in my bed layin the pipe
Got hot
Cleared the spot
Yeah you know what I got
You see a spark
You hear a pop
Now you seeing him drop
Caugh a case
Gave chase
Now Im dealin with cops
While you chillin with pops
Trying to figure out a scheme
So you can get my stocks
So baby hold up
You gotta pick your pen and note up
And no luck you have with Slicc
When it came to this
How could you do me like this
You everything I ever wanted
And I kept it true
Now Im stepping through
50 thousand dollar wrists
givin Joy a kiss
Now you realize girl
This the boy you miss
Comin back in the game with a brand new
Brand new, brand new twist
You see her necklace and rangs
Its ice to gliss
And when I whisper in her ear
Goes a little like this
Hook:
NoMo of the mess
Cant handle the stress
Why you gotta make everything complex
Why you got an attitude looking all mean
Why you gotta be hardheaded with me
(Dont roll your eyes at me)
Im bout to split ,take you home, thats right
Tapped out on the fussin and fightin tonight
Took all I could stand
Cant stand NoMo
No plans NoMo
No holding hands NoMo
NoMo givin dough to these gold digging bitches
Man Im through with these dames
Im slappin bitches with dollars
And slappin ni**as with the chain
So baby stay out my range
Aint got no time for games
Im only real with this
So can you feel me miss
You dismissed out the door
I just wanted to be with you
But you could never keep it true
Sing it uhh
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