作曲 : Criss, Whitaker Stayin' up late nights with tears in my eyes Got me blowin' up your pager like I ain't doing it right Gee, you must be crazy, however could you play me Nothing-ass ****** till you made me your Lady Now, what ******, what ****** what Whatever made you build up the gut Now that you rollin' in a Lex-o on Dex-o's Hittin' ************ into riches, hittin' mad switches Wanna... front on your honey, that helped you get your money You better come real, this ain't no crash test dummy I was more than enough, all the woman you needed Yeah that's what I thought, untill your ************-ass cheated [Chorus 1] (Thank You, for letting, me be by myself again) So tell your homies you can out with no curfew Since I'm a bird, and now I'm rollin' with my girl crew (Thank You, for letting, me be by myself again) For all the years I let you lie with your secrets Now that I'm single don't be stressin' who I sleep wit' [Verse 2] Waitin' to exhale like Angela Bassett Though I won't be burning threads I'll be burning your assetts In the meantime, between lines, there will be no rewinds You work your thing and I work mine Needed affection, had me blinded by erection But when nit-wit left, it had me take a right direction You, silly softy, had my loft he's... Tried to boss me and floss me, when you crossed me you lost me Thank you, for giving me the eyes to se Well ain't you, the ****** that was dodging me Ain't heard nothing he said, had his ************t on mute Now gilrs... wasn't that cute (Woah Woah) [Chorus 2] (Thank You, for letting, me be by myself again) When you need it, you call hood-rats and critters But when I want it I just call a babysitter (Thank You, for letting, me be by myself again) Instead of hanging with your real ??? you're lonley You'd rather hang out with those fake homies that don't stay (Woah Woah) You wanna kick game with Yo-Yo? (Woah Woah) I'm solo and I got combo (Woah Woah) You think it's all talk, well oh no (Yo-Yo) Well less of the flow, tell me mo' [Verse 3] The best ************ in the world Why you wanna play me like you muber three girl? It was all jolly good, with my knees back But since you wanna front I want my mother****** keys back It's been all sunny since your rainy ass left I thought it would be hell, but now I see that I am blessed Mamma told me that I would go through this test No more wet for you, you can't get on my breasts, so [Chorus 1] [Chorus 2] Yo-Yo, Woah Woah, Yo-Yo, Woah Woah... [repeat till fade...]
作曲 : Criss, Whitaker Stayin' up late nights with tears in my eyes Got me blowin' up your pager like I ain't doing it right Gee, you must be crazy, however could you play me Nothing-ass ****** till you made me your Lady Now, what ******, what ****** what Whatever made you build up the gut Now that you rollin' in a Lex-o on Dex-o's Hittin' ************ into riches, hittin' mad switches Wanna... front on your honey, that helped you get your money You better come real, this ain't no crash test dummy I was more than enough, all the woman you needed Yeah that's what I thought, untill your ************-ass cheated [Chorus 1] (Thank You, for letting, me be by myself again) So tell your homies you can out with no curfew Since I'm a bird, and now I'm rollin' with my girl crew (Thank You, for letting, me be by myself again) For all the years I let you lie with your secrets Now that I'm single don't be stressin' who I sleep wit' [Verse 2] Waitin' to exhale like Angela Bassett Though I won't be burning threads I'll be burning your assetts In the meantime, between lines, there will be no rewinds You work your thing and I work mine Needed affection, had me blinded by erection But when nit-wit left, it had me take a right direction You, silly softy, had my loft he's... Tried to boss me and floss me, when you crossed me you lost me Thank you, for giving me the eyes to se Well ain't you, the ****** that was dodging me Ain't heard nothing he said, had his ************t on mute Now gilrs... wasn't that cute (Woah Woah) [Chorus 2] (Thank You, for letting, me be by myself again) When you need it, you call hood-rats and critters But when I want it I just call a babysitter (Thank You, for letting, me be by myself again) Instead of hanging with your real ??? you're lonley You'd rather hang out with those fake homies that don't stay (Woah Woah) You wanna kick game with Yo-Yo? (Woah Woah) I'm solo and I got combo (Woah Woah) You think it's all talk, well oh no (Yo-Yo) Well less of the flow, tell me mo' [Verse 3] The best ************ in the world Why you wanna play me like you muber three girl? It was all jolly good, with my knees back But since you wanna front I want my mother****** keys back It's been all sunny since your rainy ass left I thought it would be hell, but now I see that I am blessed Mamma told me that I would go through this test No more wet for you, you can't get on my breasts, so [Chorus 1] [Chorus 2] Yo-Yo, Woah Woah, Yo-Yo, Woah Woah... [repeat till fade...]
