Chick On da Side

Hm
Oh, yeah (yeah)
Hm-mm, hmm

You say you ain't got nobody (body)
Thought you was 'bout it, 'bout it
Skeletons in your closet, closet
Baby, was you trying to slide?
You say you ain't got nobody (body)
Thought you was 'bout it, 'bout it
Skeletons in your closet, closet
Bet you gotta chick on the side

I seen you with that chick
With the diamonds all over her wrist
And the deep dish rims on six
Dipped on chrome cell phone's on
Floss all day at the mall
With the boys at the park balling ball
Gave you my number, but you wouldn't call (wouldn't call)
Ain't no thang, game recognize game

Say, girl you got some kinda nerve (nerve)
You said you lived alone
The night when I called you
Why did a nigga pick up your phone?
Well, I know he wasn't your brother (no)
Your nephew or your cousin (no)
So I assumed he was your lover
Tell me what should I think about you? (Yeah)

You say you ain't got nobody, body (nobody)
Thought you was 'bout it, 'bout it (nobody)
Skeletons in your closet, closet (hm-mm)
Baby, was you trying to slide?
You say you ain't got nobody (body)
Thought you was 'bout it, 'bout it ('bout it, baby)
Skeletons in your closet, closet (hm-mm)
Bet you gotta chick on the side (ooh-ooh, oh)

You say you ain't got nobody (body)
Thought you was 'bout it, 'bout it (thought you was 'bout it, 'bout it, 'bout it, baby)
Skeletons in your closet, closet (oh-oh)
Baby, was you trying to slide?
You say you ain't got nobody (nobody)
Thought you was 'bout it, 'bout it (thought you was 'bout it, 'bout it)
Skeletons in your closet, closet (but I know)
Bet you gotta chick on the side

Yes, I got a chick for a while
Quit it 'cause your using my child
Girl, I thought you could make me smile
But it's the same old thang, nothing's change
Situation's got me lost
God knows I gotta cut her off
I respected you enough
Tell me, what the deal? Keep it real

Tens smoked out on your whip
Said you called but I couldn't see
You were parked outside in the morning
Said your wheels are (cut), your paint is scratched (up)
Callin' here, cursin' me out
Get your cloths there, all thrown out
Took my love, and you throde it own out
But it ain't no thang, game recognize game

You say you ain't got nobody (no-oh)
Thought you was 'bout it, 'bout it (no)
Skeletons in your closet, closet (you gotta believe me, baby)
Baby, was you trying to slide? (There ain't nothin', there ain't nothin', no)
You say you ain't got nobody (body)
Thought you was 'bout it, 'bout it (but I found out what I found out)
Skeletons in your closet, closet (It wasn't me, baby)
Bet you gotta chick on the side (no)

You say you ain't got nobody (what made you think that you can run a game on me?)
Thought you was 'bout it, 'bout it (girl, we just met)
Skeletons in your closet, closet (there's some things)
Baby, was you trying to slide? (You still don't know about me, baby)
You say you ain't got nobody (body) (I know 'bout the chick, I overheard you-)
Thought you was 'bout it, 'bout it (on the phone, talkin' 'bout)

Were you gon' meet (no)
What you gon' do (no)
How you gon' do it (no)
Better get to it, boy (no-oh)
You, me, and she (she just a friend of mine)
All you do is creep, creep, creep
You know I chase the paper late at night
Then we weep, weep (yeah)
You call me back when you get ready (oh-ooh)

Can't believe a thing you tell me (no!)
You, me, and she (she was just my baby momma, hm)
All you do is creep, creep
Always callin' me with some kinda drama (creep)
Any time we weep, weep (yes she was)
You call me back when you get ready (oh, oh)
Can't believe a thing you tell me (ooh)
Bet you got a chick on the side



Credits
Writer(s): Clifton Lighty, Keir Lamont Gist, Falonte D. Moore, Bale'wa M. Muhammad, Arkeida K. Clowers, P. Aaron
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