Lyrics
(Yeah oh, yeah, ooh baby)
(Yeah, hey, babe)
What you really tryin to do
We've been getting down for a while and I think I might be feeling you (you you you)
Junt one more test I gotta put you to
Are you a G are you a youngster
Cause I got other things to do, baby whats up with you
I've been through enough games
To last me for a long time
And if you really tryin to do this, you need to come at me right, or you can miss me
I got too many other niggas in my life (too many too many)
To be putting up with your shit
You better keep it tight (you better keep it tight baby)
You ain't comin with the realness, I can do without
I'm gonna try to give you the benefit of the doubt
(Shoo do doo)
I'm tryin to undertand this
Silly little shit you pull
Like every time we hook up you gotta bring your crew
Like they servin you, like I'm servin you
Then you dissappear, for a week or two
Then come back around to find out you was pimpin boo
I keep it pimpin too
All I ask of you baby (all I)
Is put it on the line (put it on the line)
If you can't then keep it moving
Cause I ain't got time
I got too many other niggas in my life (too many too many)
To be putting up with your shit
You better keep it tight (keep it tight)
You ain't comin with the realness, I can do without
I'm gonna try to give you tha benefit of the doubt
You ain't spinnin chips see
I got my own shit
I stash tha shock with
I keep falling for the wrong d**k
****ed up ain't it
I got no time to waste time
I don't need I take mine ass fat like a bass line
Slim waistline, drama I don't need it
They say I'm shallow, that I speak sorta conceited
Cause I black out and be like, Naw nigga, beat it
Another number from my two way deleted
They way I walk I talk I sway
They wonder why I feel this way
I put it down, I know they scared of me
Can't stand on my shoes, they stand next to me
I get this all day, work and no play
Handle your business, if I let you hit this
I ain't got no time for games
Excuses and bullshit tell me what is this
I got Mel, Dre, Mike and Steve
Trying to get a little bit of time with me
And got Tyronne on this side of town
Talking about he feel me and he wanna get down
I got choices and options too
You better tell me what your tryin to do
Think you better tell me what you tryin to do
Or I'ma leave it up to you
All I ask of you baby (all I)
Is put it on the line
If you can't then keep it moving (you can keep it moving cause I got)
I got too many other niggas in my life
To be putting up with your shit (putting up with this)
You better keep it tight (putting up with that)
You ain't comin with the realness (oh babe) I can do without (I can do without)
I'm gonna try to give you the benefit of the doubt (I'm gonna try to give you the benefit of the doubt)
(Yeah, hey, babe)
What you really tryin to do
We've been getting down for a while and I think I might be feeling you (you you you)
Junt one more test I gotta put you to
Are you a G are you a youngster
Cause I got other things to do, baby whats up with you
I've been through enough games
To last me for a long time
And if you really tryin to do this, you need to come at me right, or you can miss me
I got too many other niggas in my life (too many too many)
To be putting up with your shit
You better keep it tight (you better keep it tight baby)
You ain't comin with the realness, I can do without
I'm gonna try to give you the benefit of the doubt
(Shoo do doo)
I'm tryin to undertand this
Silly little shit you pull
Like every time we hook up you gotta bring your crew
Like they servin you, like I'm servin you
Then you dissappear, for a week or two
Then come back around to find out you was pimpin boo
I keep it pimpin too
All I ask of you baby (all I)
Is put it on the line (put it on the line)
If you can't then keep it moving
Cause I ain't got time
I got too many other niggas in my life (too many too many)
To be putting up with your shit
You better keep it tight (keep it tight)
You ain't comin with the realness, I can do without
I'm gonna try to give you tha benefit of the doubt
You ain't spinnin chips see
I got my own shit
I stash tha shock with
I keep falling for the wrong d**k
****ed up ain't it
I got no time to waste time
I don't need I take mine ass fat like a bass line
Slim waistline, drama I don't need it
They say I'm shallow, that I speak sorta conceited
Cause I black out and be like, Naw nigga, beat it
Another number from my two way deleted
They way I walk I talk I sway
They wonder why I feel this way
I put it down, I know they scared of me
Can't stand on my shoes, they stand next to me
I get this all day, work and no play
Handle your business, if I let you hit this
I ain't got no time for games
Excuses and bullshit tell me what is this
I got Mel, Dre, Mike and Steve
Trying to get a little bit of time with me
And got Tyronne on this side of town
Talking about he feel me and he wanna get down
I got choices and options too
You better tell me what your tryin to do
Think you better tell me what you tryin to do
Or I'ma leave it up to you
All I ask of you baby (all I)
Is put it on the line
If you can't then keep it moving (you can keep it moving cause I got)
I got too many other niggas in my life
To be putting up with your shit (putting up with this)
You better keep it tight (putting up with that)
You ain't comin with the realness (oh babe) I can do without (I can do without)
I'm gonna try to give you the benefit of the doubt (I'm gonna try to give you the benefit of the doubt)