(feat. Sole')
Uh, yeah, Redzone, Sole'
Tamar, yeah, like that
Yeah, what
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Yeah, what
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Yeah, what
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Fly shit
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
I saw your nigga, don'tcha know
And now you're alone, fo' sho
Gotta let you know, I gotta let you know
Saw him ridin' down 86 with that trick
Gotta admit, they make it slick
I told ya he ain't shit, oh oh
Oh oh oh
[1: Tamar]
If you say your man's not doin' you right
And if you say he don't work it right
And if he's come home late at night
Let him go, just let him go
If you're doin' more than he's doin' for you
And if he ain't got no time for you
You give all your money and he has none for you
Let him go, just let him go, yeah
How many times, how many lies?
How many nights you gonna cry?
And be there all alone, oh, no, oh oh
Why can't you see?
Just make him leave and take the key
Cuz girl believe he'll be back again
Again, again, again, again
Why don't you want a man to treat you right?
Why do you sit and listen to all his lies?
You don't wanna take care of a grown man all your life
Just disconnect the phone
And leave the man alone, let him go
Uh, girl leave that nigga alone
Shoulda been gone, when he pulled that shit with the cell phone
Mothafucka wanna lock his ??
Seen him out with the bitch and shit's known
Fuck love, put him out, don't ask him shit
Fast as shit, put it like this be the last of shit
He be beggin' for the passion shit
Thinkin' 'bout fuckin' you when he jackin' shit, yeah
You done seen him slip, seen him trip
Seen the other bitches that he's flossin' with
Just make sure you two ain't sharin' cyph
From his hand ?? fill the bitch
You can tell in his eyes, lies
Hold ya head high and roll, goodbye
No time to cry, seen him out, big surprise
It's time to fly, the love died, yeah
You way too good for that nigga
Did all you should for that nigga
Love had you blinded, rewinded
Died if you could for that nigga
Gave your life for that nigga
You'd be a wife for that nigga
If he can't match you with sorries, you make it right for that nigga
He's a fuckin' problem here, solve it here
Get all your shit before mobbin' here
Clean him out like you robbin' here
Don't be cryin'
Ain't no nigga got a job in here, yeah
You ain't have any luck with that
Stuck with that, ain't nobody fuck with that
Since you gave up on that
High price, nobody can fuck with that, what
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

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