(Intro)
"Girl, when you call my phone, just say what's on your mind, okay?
Don't call and hang up, I'm not into that. (You're trippin) Want me to tell you something?
let me tell you something .."

(Verse 1)

Your man he told me that he's tired of the shit you got,
He took one hit, and said my good shit keeps him coming back.
He likes it tight, and said your shit is just a little slack,
Girl don't get mad at me, I'm only telling you the facts

(Chorus)
I've got ya man and you can't do anything, about it
You may think he is coming back to you, but, I doubt it
Don't make no sense you even call him and try to, work out it
`Cause I've got ya man and you can't do anything, about it

(Verse 2)

He told me you don't give him room, nor give him breathing space,
and when he's out with friends you call and get up on his case.
He wants a girl that's down, and cool not all up in his face,
and that's why I'm here with him, cause I'm about to take your place.

(Chorus)

This is a lesson so yuh listen and yuh learn
Take your righta man uh let it loosa and feel it churlin
Respect your man and then you respect my ?
This a little sign you mighta get burned and
when 'im naa come home pon time
(nuh cuss 'im!)
jus gi'im a good wine
rub down yuh belly an' and giggle up yuh spine
You might take a nex' gal offa 'im mind but

(Chorus)
Your man he told me that he's tired of the shit you got
He took one hit and said my good shit keeps him comin back
He likes it tight and said your shit is just a little slack
Girl don't get mad at me I'm only tellin you the facts

(Chorus)
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