Just That Fast...

Yea... You know what this is
So don't hate while I do this
You wasn't treatin' yo girl right
So now she sittin' over here with me

Oh-oh-oh-oh... You made a good girl turn bad
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh... It could happen just that fast
Oh-oh-oh-oh... You made a good girl turn bad
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh... It could happen just that fast

It's your own fault, if she done walked off
She don't wanna' deal with you
Right now, she ain't feelin' you
She walked straight over to my table
I'll holla' at her, while we sip some Black Label
Trust me... You don't wanna' run up
Cause I'm posted... I got that thang holstered
And I'm ready for yo drama
Don't wanna' make her smack you
But I will if I have to

You had yo chance
You shoulda' kept her when you had her
You made her feel bad
Now Imma make her feel better
You had yo chance
You shoulda' kept her when you had her
But you made her feel bad
Now Imma make her feel better

Oh-oh-oh-oh... You made a good girl turn bad
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh... It could happen just that fast
Oh-oh-oh-oh... You made a good girl turn bad
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh... It could happen just that fast

Like your boys use to tell ya'
See, you with that bullshit... I'm sure that's why she left ya'
And now you lookin' mad
Five minutes with me, she gettin' thangs she never had

You was too bogus... You was too soft
That's the type of shit that really got her pissed off
Not too rough... Not too light
I'm the right combo... That's what she like

She like a rude boy-boy, like Rhianna do
She like this rude boy-boy... Imma give it to her
She like a rude boy-boy, like Rhianna do
She like this rude boy-boy... Imma give it to her
She like a

You shoulda' kept her when you had her
Now Imma make her feel better
You shoulda' kept her when you had her
Now Imma make her feel better

You had yo chance
You shoulda' kept her when you had her
You made her feel bad
Now Imma make her feel better
You had yo chance
You shoulda' kept her when you had her
But you made her feel bad
Now Imma make her feel better

Oh-oh-oh-oh... You made a good girl turn bad
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh... It could happen just that fast
Oh-oh-oh-oh... You made a good girl turn bad
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh... It could happen just that fast

She like a rude boy-boy, like Rhianna do
She like this rude boy-boy... Imma give it to her
She like a rude boy-boy, like Rhianna do
She like this rude boy-boy... Imma give it to her



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Writer(s): Donn Freeman
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