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Turn it up Uh, oh, uh-uh, no, no (Get none) Just, just 'cause you tricked a little doe tonight (Ow) That don't mean that you takin' me home tonight (Hey, hey, hey) Get none, uh No, no (Oh, oh, uh-uh) No, no, no, no, no Just, just 'cause you tricked a little doe tonight (Ow) That don't mean that you takin' me home tonight (Uh, what?)
Mister first-class baller (Ooh!) I got a few things to say to you (Okay) Right now, you're gettin' on my nerves Wit' your trickin', bad-habit issues (Uh-huh!) Now, I'm sure if I was with you No doubt, I would be laced up But I got a term paper due, don't get it confused My mind is on other things, not you
You can go home (Hey) Run your phone bill up Run your cell phone up You don't get none You can page me all you want (Hey) But I won't call back, no (Hey) No, you won't get none (No, no, no, no) You can buy me diamonds Nice trips on the beach But you still don't get none (Oh, yeah) Stop tryin' to use cash To get you some ass Face the facts (Hey, hey) Nigga, you ain't gon' get none (No)
I ain't a part-time lover There's a couple things I just don't do I won't be no hoe, just drop my clothes And all the silly things that you're used to So, if you're steppin', approach me like a lady Or there is no me at all I take my time, won't cross the line Until I really know, no
I've seen your type before (I've seen) You think you've got so much game (Yeah-eah) Money is everything And that's all I need to be happy (Money is everything to be happy) Soon, you're gonna see (Now see) That's not how it should be (How it should be) Until that day, boy, you get nothing
Okay, if it's goin' like that, let it go like this Why you all up in the corner wit' me, drinkin' my Cris? Straight laughin', talkin', leadin' me on? Huh, no, that was yo' ass readin' me wrong Now, ma, come on, you act like I'm the broke type What? Psh, can't be serious You actin' like I'm the hoe type Just 'cause you tricked a little doe tonight That don't mean that you takin' me home tonight Shit, is that right? That's right, get your rap tight And press your brakes, put off your back lights Fool, what you sayin'? I'm playin', and I ain't gon' get it? I'm the man, girl, look how quick I got your digits Oh, that's just my pager I know that, but I'm sayin' it Well, if you know that, you know I ain't got to call you back Poppin' Cris all night like I'mma fall for that Uh-huh? You need more than that to pull a baller's act Turn it up
You can go home Run your phone bill up (You ain't gettin' none) Run your cell phone up You don't get none (Oh, oh, oh) You can page me all you want But I won't call back, no (No, no, no, no, no) No, you won't get none (Can't get none, none) You can buy me diamonds Nice trips on the beach (Yeah, yeah) But you still don't get none (Hey, yeah) Stop tryin' to use cash To get you some ass Face the facts Nigga, you ain't gon' get none You can go home (None, none) Run your phone bill up (No, no) Run your cell phone up You don't get none You can page me all you want (You can page me) But I won't call back, no (If you want to) No, you won't get none (Won't get none) You can buy me diamonds Nice trips on the beach But you still don't get none (Won't get none) Stop tryin' to use cash (If you want to) To get you some ass (No, no) Face the facts Nigga, you ain't gon' get none You can go home Run your phone bill up Run your cell phone up You don't get none You can page me all you want But I won't call back, no (Won't call you back) No, you won't get none (Hey, hey, hey) You can buy me diamonds Nice trips on the beach But you still don't get none (You ain't really gon' get none) Stop tryin' to use cash To get you some ass (Tryin' to get some money) Face the facts (You don't, no) Nigga, you ain't gon' get none (No, no, no, no, no, no) You can go home Run your phone bill up (You can go home) Run your cell phone up You don't get none (I won't call you back, baby) You can page me all you want (Yeah, yeah) But I won't call back, no No, you won't get none (No, no, no, get none) You can buy me diamonds Nice trips on the beach (Could buy me everything) But you still don't get none (You still won't gets me) Stop tryin' to use cash To get you some ass Face the facts (Hey, hey, hey) Nigga, you ain't gon' get none (No, no)
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