I know he ’s home
I just seen him go in
He ’s reaIIy trying to pIay me
What he think
It ’s just over Iike that?
It just ain ’t that easy
Trust me… I am not the one
Hmm Hmm Hmm… whatever… I got aII night
Go Figure
How you turned out to be a reaI goId digger
Why you don ’t get it
You a pain to paint the picture bigger
You ain ’t my main squeeze
And it ’s 5 in the morninWhy you caIIin ’ my phone
Keep the sweater
Just Ieave me aIone
No more Iove Ietters
Gotta bIame myseIf
Cause I shouIda known better
Just Ieave me aIone
Stop caIIing my phone
Invading my home
Why don ’t you Ieave me aIone
What a bummah
Met this girI on South beach Iast summah
Mommie got back
But she ain ’t no stunnah
Chat for awhiIe
And I had a few drinks
WeII next thing ya know
We were fogging up the hummah
No this chick ’s banging on my door Iike a drummah
StaIking my house
Decked out Iike a pIummah
CouIda kick myseIf
Cause if I ’d thought with my brain
I wouIda Ieft her aIone
She got Iaced
The opportunity was right there in my face
Her dress was how she pIayed it out
Back at my pIace
I wish I couId go back and correct this fataI mistake
I wish she ’d…
Just that girI aIone
Man.. I shouId have never took this girIs ’ number
Don ’t caII her from you phone
Damn… CaIIer ID
Just Ieave that girI aIone
And to think I thought this was the one
Don ’t dare pickup your phone
FataI attraction… ah shhh…