Song by 8 Ball & MJG<br /><br>
[8 Ball]<br>
Yeah..<br>
What'chu talkin 'bout, what'chu think you doin?<br>
Why you walkin out, where you think you goin?<br>
You actin like you didn't, you knew what I was doin<br>
3 o'clock in the mornin, you knew where I was goin<br>
Straight to my spot, a loft in the city<br>
Stopped and picked up somethin pretty on the freeway suckin titties<br>
You in the bed sleepin, I said that I was workin<br>
You smile when you see me but inside you was hurtin<br>
The cars and the clothes, whatever that you asked me<br>
I was takin care of you, I thought that you was happy<br>
Out of town, fuckin 'round, all-star, Superbowl<br>
A-T-L, Magic City, tippin big dick hoes<br>
Panties on the back seat, I don't know whose shit that is<br>
Condoms and phone numbers, I don't know whose shit that is<br>
F'real, you know when I realized that I was wrong<br>
When I wrote the words to this song<br>
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[Chorus: unnamed singer]<br>
Just tell me why baby, did I ever did I ever did I ever let you go baby<br>
Cause I love you cause I love you cause I really love you so baby<br>
Baby, woo - it's the very last time that I'll let you down<br>
I won't make the same mistakes again<br>
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[MJG]<br>
Yeah, since way back I was a mag-a-net for pretty women<br>
And brought up in the city where they exercise their pimpin<br>
I fight temptation daily, I could be in Paris chillin<br>
With somethin young, eager talent, they ready and willin<br>
I get a lot of phone numbers but don't really call 'em<br>
Unless I hit 'em just to let 'em know I'm out here ballin<br>
I know you picture me, laid up with these other women<br>
Most of the time I'm not, occasionally I get 'em<br>
Who was that woman lookin at me up in Wal*Mart<br>
Lock in the sexual fantasy, her drawers hot<br>
But back to the subject, the chemistry I really loved it<br>
Mental, emotional, couldn't put nothin above it<br>
But every unturned stone you had to touch it<br>
Rolled 'em over, look what you found, now you disgusted<br>
But before I leave, look me in my eye<br>
Don't cry, never lie..<br>
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[Chorus]<br>
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[8 Ball]<br>
You and me, full of that, sticky weed and cog-nac<br>
You like how I lick it then, put the dick up in your back<br>
There you go, talkin 'bout, what you know, who done said<br>
that they saw me trickin some-where with one of yo' friends<br>
Did you see me do it NO, do you know that shit fo' sho'<br>
Who you gon' believe me, or them ol' meddlin hoes<br>
Daaaamn, I think of all the shit I put you through<br>
This a lonely game and, sometimes I be missin you<br>
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[MJG]<br>
I got a tank of gas to burn up, turn up the radio<br>
Baby hit your girls, go tell 'em c'mon get ready to go<br>
We headed fo', somewhere, tucked in and very low key<br>
No interruptions, no cell phones, no tee-vee<br>
Just you and me, sippin up on some Hennessy<br>
Makin sure that we finish the whole, cup to the end it be<br>
meant to be chemistry between us and even though<br>
you saw the bitches in my Beamer..<br>
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[Chorus]<br>
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