Sharissa - Somebody Else's Guy (Remix) lyrics

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(feat. Raekwon, U-God)

[Intro: Sharissa]

I can't get off my high horse

And I can't, let you go

You are the one, who

You are the one, who makes me feel

So real, heh yeah

No, what am I supposed to do

No, what am I supposed to do, baby

When I am so hooked out on you

Then I realized, that you are, somebody else's guy

Oh yeah, why you wanna go and do this to me, boy

[U-God]

You knew from the jump, I'm not a one woman man

That's how it started, get out my life, now scram

I don't give a damn, slam the door behind you

Need I remind you, don't let false love blind you

Cuz I wine and dine you with coiffure plates

Threw logs on the fire at the Pocono Estates

On Temptation Island, we was wrecked shipmates

I knew from the gate, you was kinda shiesty

You called all my numbers in my phone, you wasn't wifey

Go 'head try me, I plead my case

While you and your friend talk all day on the Sprint

How I ain't no good, better leave his ass quick

But you keep on stalkin' in the Ultima with tent

On some psycho shit, whoa, you make no sense

Peekin' over fences, you not my wiz

I just ran on through you and handled my biz

[Sharissa]

Can you remember, the times we spent together

Sharin' our days in the sun

That's when I found out, that you were somebody else's lover

And after all the plans we made, now they shattered

But still I

[Chorus: Sharissa]

I can't get off my high horse, I can't let go

You are the one who makes me feel so real

Ooh, what am I supposed to do, when I saw you

And I realized, that you're somebody else's guy

[Sharissa]

See that day in September, I'm sure you can remember

That's when all the stuff hit the fan

You told me a lie, and you didn't have an alibi

But baby, hell, I still cared, you know I

[Hook: Sharissa]

Love you so, baby, that I can't let you go, no, no

You are the one that makes me feel so real

Ooh, what am I supposed to do, when I saw you

And I realized, that you're somebody else's guy

[Raekwon]

Read the letters sweetie, your style is fuckin' me up

Completely I ran, dropped you at the grand with the TV

Lacin' you with jewelry was nothin', brought a flower home, you frontin'

Couldn't even cook to do nothin'

Feel the pain and shit, the sexy and funny style, I laughed

Dick told me just lay in the shit

Now I'm givin' you what you gave me

Keep that broke ass nigga you got, hope he got your pocket

I'm airin', peace

[Hook]

[Chorus to fade]