[Intro] 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
[Tamar] I saw your man, she's alone Hiding out on the low at the show Gotta let you know, I gotta let you know Cause he's riding out in the six with that trick Gotta admit, that nigga slick I told you 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 your still alone while it's 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
[Tamar] 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
Repeat 1 (2x) [Tamar] Why don't you want a man to treat you right? And 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
[Sole']
Uh, girl leave that nigga alone
Shoulda been gone, when he pulled that shit with the cell phone
Mothafucka wanna lie cause he dead wrong Seen him out with the bitch and his shit's blown 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 What it comes down to you've the clip, seen him trip Seen the other bitches that he's flossin' with
Just make sure you two ain't sharin' sip
Put his hand up the skirt just to feel the hips yeah
You can tell in his eyes, lies
Hold ya head high and roll, goodbye
No time to cry, seen him out, big surprise
Cause time flies and love dies, yeah
You way too good for that nigga
Did all you should for that nigga
Love had you blind to rewind it And die 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
What the fuck is the problem here?
Solve it here
Get all your shit before mobbin' here
Clean him out like you robbin' here
Don't be cryin' You know a nigga got a job in here, yeah You ain't have any luck with that Stuck with that and everybody know you sucked that See the chickens put up with that High class know I can't fuck with that, what Repeat 1
[Tamar]
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
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