Laundromat - Radio Edit
Baby, who that is?
Don't worry about who that is, it ain't you
You got somebody else over there?
Don't worry about it, Keith
If you was over here taking care of business
You wouldn't have to ask me no questions like that
Oh, girl, please
Oh, girl, please my ass
Who that is over there?
Are you mocking me now?
Uh, boy, ain't nobody got to mock you
Yeah, you mocking me
You get your little record deal and shit you think you all that
Ugh, bye Keith
Nivea, hello?
You's a lying, cheating, son of a -
The way you do me, boy, I'm tired of taking your shit
See, I know all about those fast hoes up in college
Shorty need to stop it, hello
Yeah, baby, why you trippin' on shit you don't know about
Believin' every goddamn thing that you hear about
But it's nothin' that I heard
Wait a minute, just hear me out
You don't even know about my doings and whereabouts
See you're wrong there, I busted you coming out some girl's house
And what's that 'posed to mean?
Nothin' 'til you kissed her in her mouth
Boy, let's stop wasting time, it's pretty clear that you's a liar
Tired of sitting around hearing all your phony alibis
Soap, powder, bleach, towels (ooh), fabric softener
Dollars, change, pants, socks, dirty drawers (oh)
I'm headed to the laundromat
And let's not forget the food stains (food stains), dirt spots (oh)
Headsets (oh), chips, pop, pay phones, clean house (boys)
I'm headed to the laundromat
Baby, what you saying?
Baby, read between the lines
Do I have to spell it out to you? I'm saying "Goodbye"
Oh, girl, quit playing, I'm the only thing you got
You're the only thing I got, but then I must not have a lot
Girl, you can't be serious, in fact, I think you're gaming
Look, just call my manager and he will make the arrangements
So you really gon' go through with this?
Hell yes, 'cause I'm fed up with this
Girl, how you just gon' leave like this?
Because you weren't true to this
Soap, powder (ooh), bleach, towels, fabric softener (oh, baby)
Dollars, change, pants, socks, dirty drawers (oh)
I'm going to the laundromat
And let's not forget the food stains, dirt spots
Headsets, chips, pop, pay phones, clean house
I'm going to the laundromat
Baby, can we talk about it?
What is there to talk about?
You done hurt me time again, bought me up and break me down
Baby girl, I'm sorry
Well, sorry's not gon' do it
I'm for real this time, boy, I'm through
Girl I'm 'bout to lose it
No, wait, now I suggest you don't go tryin' nothin' stupid
Ooh baby, I just don't know what I would do if I was to lose you
Hello, are you there?
Goodbye
Soap, powder, bleach (ooh), towels, fabric softener
Dollars, change (yeah), pants, socks, dirty drawers
I'm headed to the laundromat
And let's not forget the food stains (food stains), dirt spots (dirt spots)
Headsets (headsets), chips (ooh), pop, pay phones, clean house (boy)
I'm headed to the laundromat, yeah
I can't take it no more (soap, powder, bleach, towels)
Ooh, it's time to hit door (fabric softener, dollars, change, pants)
Pants and socks, dirty towels (socks, dirty drawers)
Oh, I've been putting up with your shit for a while now
(And let's not forget the food stains)
No more cryin' (dirt spots)
None of your lyin' (headsets)
You got to go, boy (chips, pop)
I'm cleanin' my house now (pay phones)
Ooh, I'm headed to the laundromat (clean house)
Don't worry about who that is, it ain't you
You got somebody else over there?
Don't worry about it, Keith
If you was over here taking care of business
You wouldn't have to ask me no questions like that
Oh, girl, please
Oh, girl, please my ass
Who that is over there?
Are you mocking me now?
Uh, boy, ain't nobody got to mock you
Yeah, you mocking me
You get your little record deal and shit you think you all that
Ugh, bye Keith
Nivea, hello?
You's a lying, cheating, son of a -
The way you do me, boy, I'm tired of taking your shit
See, I know all about those fast hoes up in college
Shorty need to stop it, hello
Yeah, baby, why you trippin' on shit you don't know about
Believin' every goddamn thing that you hear about
But it's nothin' that I heard
Wait a minute, just hear me out
You don't even know about my doings and whereabouts
See you're wrong there, I busted you coming out some girl's house
And what's that 'posed to mean?
Nothin' 'til you kissed her in her mouth
Boy, let's stop wasting time, it's pretty clear that you's a liar
Tired of sitting around hearing all your phony alibis
Soap, powder, bleach, towels (ooh), fabric softener
Dollars, change, pants, socks, dirty drawers (oh)
I'm headed to the laundromat
And let's not forget the food stains (food stains), dirt spots (oh)
Headsets (oh), chips, pop, pay phones, clean house (boys)
I'm headed to the laundromat
Baby, what you saying?
Baby, read between the lines
Do I have to spell it out to you? I'm saying "Goodbye"
Oh, girl, quit playing, I'm the only thing you got
You're the only thing I got, but then I must not have a lot
Girl, you can't be serious, in fact, I think you're gaming
Look, just call my manager and he will make the arrangements
So you really gon' go through with this?
Hell yes, 'cause I'm fed up with this
Girl, how you just gon' leave like this?
Because you weren't true to this
Soap, powder (ooh), bleach, towels, fabric softener (oh, baby)
Dollars, change, pants, socks, dirty drawers (oh)
I'm going to the laundromat
And let's not forget the food stains, dirt spots
Headsets, chips, pop, pay phones, clean house
I'm going to the laundromat
Baby, can we talk about it?
What is there to talk about?
You done hurt me time again, bought me up and break me down
Baby girl, I'm sorry
Well, sorry's not gon' do it
I'm for real this time, boy, I'm through
Girl I'm 'bout to lose it
No, wait, now I suggest you don't go tryin' nothin' stupid
Ooh baby, I just don't know what I would do if I was to lose you
Hello, are you there?
Goodbye
Soap, powder, bleach (ooh), towels, fabric softener
Dollars, change (yeah), pants, socks, dirty drawers
I'm headed to the laundromat
And let's not forget the food stains (food stains), dirt spots (dirt spots)
Headsets (headsets), chips (ooh), pop, pay phones, clean house (boy)
I'm headed to the laundromat, yeah
I can't take it no more (soap, powder, bleach, towels)
Ooh, it's time to hit door (fabric softener, dollars, change, pants)
Pants and socks, dirty towels (socks, dirty drawers)
Oh, I've been putting up with your shit for a while now
(And let's not forget the food stains)
No more cryin' (dirt spots)
None of your lyin' (headsets)
You got to go, boy (chips, pop)
I'm cleanin' my house now (pay phones)
Ooh, I'm headed to the laundromat (clean house)
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Writer(s): Robert S. Kelly
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