Yo, yo (yo)
Ho, ho
No, no
Yo, yo
Yo, be, be
Me, me
Can't you see, see
Can't let go 'cause I got what you on, girl

Baby, I'm hearing too much in the street
Things at all supposed to be
Kept between just you and me, baby (go)
Honey, I'm sick and tired of all of this
I think it's time I handled it
Tripping, flipping, get down with, baby (go)
I've got to, a drop-top Benz with the Buggy eye
Thought it was enough to keep it right
I guess it was wrong 'cause you out tonight, flossin' (go)
With your girlfriends
Gina, Pam and what's-her-name
Girlfriend, they don't play the same
You don't know
I got what you on, girl

Yo, yo
I never really thought you was a ho, ho
That's really not the way I go, go
Why you want to play with my dough, dough
Yo, yo, yo
Yo, be, be
Why you wanna be with me, me
Girl, why can't you see, see
I can't let go 'cause I got what you on, girl

Say that something's missin'
Tell me what you missin' (go)
Say you need to flex, and that's alright
But tell me where you was last night (last night, yo)
I'm thinkin'
With too much time on your hands
You surely need to cover up, girl, what is it?
The way you spread that, oh girl
Is it like that? (Yo)
Your actions, two can't really relaxin'
I'm kickin' out the money when you wanted it (yo)
You steppin' out the Benz with your hair so right (yo)
Skirt so high and hittin' it tight (yo)
You out here runnin' like a dope fiend
Girl, why can't you just see? (Yo)
You told me to go
'Cause I've got what you on, girl

Yo, yo
I never really thought you was a ho, ho
That's really not the way I go, go
Why you want to play with my dough, dough
Yo, yo, yo
Yo, be, be
Why you can't be with me, me
Tell me why can't you see, see
You can't let go 'cause I got what you on, girl

I keep you properly styled in the latest shit
Prada, crocodile or gator's shit
Eyes poppin' out the Benz, you know the latest shit
Takin' you and your girlfriends shoppin', that player's shit
Keep a pocket full of dough, save for the stats
Got a big fuckin' crib with a lake in the back
And as yours to the wig, wait, let me take that back
Get outta line, and I'm takin' it back
I just copped the six, you don't gotta car hop
I got a cellar full of Cris', you don't gotta bar hop
I got an indoor pool with a divin' board
My crib look like somethin' outta The Rile Report
Laced you, twenty karats, ten in each ear
I can take you places, you ain't been nowhere
It could be gone tomorrow, but it's here today
'Cause I could play Calhorne and take it all away
You okay?

Yo, yo
I can't believe my eyes that you're a ho, ho
It's really not the way that I go, go
Why you want to play with my dough, dough
Yo, yo, yo
Yo, be, be
Why you can't be with me, me
Tell me why can't you see, see
I can't let go 'cause I got what you on, girl

Yo, yo,
Take it out, ho, ho
It's not the way I love you, baby (no, no)
How you take my dough, dough
Yo, yo, yo
Yo, be, be
Why can't you be with me, me (that's right)
Well, baby, can't you see, see (uh-huh, yeah)
Can't let go 'cause I got what you on, girl

We out

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Writer(s): CHAUNCEY HANNIBAL, DAVELLE MCKENSIE, DWIGHT GRANT, ERIC WILLIAMS, SHERRI BLAIR, TEDDY RILEY