Uh, Uh, Uh Baby girl You know my situation And sometimes I know you get impatient But you don't put on a show to get ovations Take it to court and go through litigations And I respect you gangsta Treat you like a princess And put something on your neck to thank you She's my pinch hitter When the startin’ line-up ain't playin’ right I come off the bench with her It might sound like I'm gassin’ you But it take time to get from the back seat to the passenger We been creepin’ and sneakin’ Just to keep it from leakin’ We so deep in our freakin’ That we don't sleep on the weekend Wifey's a little bit uptight Wonderin’ why I keep coming home in the middle of the night It'll be alright if y'all bump heads it'll be a fight But I said it'll be alright **I really wanna be with you (be with you) But I gotta be real with you (real with you) I can't leave you alone (no) And I know I'll live in wrong But I can't let you go You're the one I want in my life (want in my life) I already got a wife (got a wife) I can't leave you alone (no) And I know I'll live in wrong But I can't let you go** You ain't never step out of line Or get out a pocket So I made sure canary sent out your locket To protect you I'll get out and cock it And you know the barrel of my gun is big enough to spit out a rocket Oh, you gone play dumb if cops do come through I gotta keep the top up if my drop do come through But I know the boutiques and the shops you run through So I cop her one and cop you one too You always get a daily page weekly ring Plus you ain't too shy to do them freaky things I ain't gotta put a band on your finger Or worry about you tellin’ the whole world I'm your man while I spring her At first you was something’ I denied Something I would slide Just to do somethin’ in the ride But shorty, there's something you provide ‘Cause the entrée ain't as good without somethin’ on the side you know? **Chorus** Uh Uh oh, I might be leavin’ the earth soon My girl gone kill me if she smells the scent of your perfume It's gonna be a clip tossed if I go back With stains of your lip gloss on my throwback She won't care if I'm a platinum rapper If she catch me with an empty Magnum wrapper So keep it on the down low call the car celly You seen what happened with Mr. Big and R Kelly uh [Lil' Mo] You know I care for you (care for you) Anytime this chick is there for you (there for you yea) These feelings I'm a share with you Which makes it a little more clear for you **Chorus** | ||||||
