Here We Go (feat. Kelly Rowland)
Look, I ain't got nothin' to say to you
I can't even believe you
You know what? I'm too fly for this shit
You playin' yourself
Here we go, here we go again
Now you're tellin' me that she is just a friend
Then why she's callin' you at three o'clock in the mornin'?
I can't take this no more, no (no, no, no)
Here we go, here we go again
Now you're tellin' me that she is just a friend
Then why she's callin' you at three o'clock in the mornin'?
I ain't tryna hear it, not this time (no)
Look, nigga, what you think this is?
You treat me like a random chick (uh-huh)
You done forgot who introduced you to rocks
And poppin' all that Cris' and shit (oh)
Who let you hit it from the back any way that you like? (Uh)
And any debts, I can pay the price (yeah)
I thought I was a chick you would make your wife (damn)
And now a bitch can't even stay the night (you wack)
I can't even look in your face without wantin' to slap you
Damn, I thank God I ain't get that tattoo
You better thank God I ain't have the strap, boo
You ain't even worth, man, trick get at you
Matter fact, trick get at dude
I'm convinced I ain't got shit to ask you
And tell the triflin' bitch, she can have you
I ain't lookin' at you no more, I'm lookin' past you
Here we go (here we go), here we go again
Now you're tellin' me that she is just a friend
Then why she's callin' you at three o'clock in the mornin'?
I can't take this no more, no (no, no, no)
Here we go, here we go again
Now you're tellin' me that she is just a friend
Then why she's callin' you at three o'clock in the mornin'?
I ain't tryna hear it, not this time
When my girl came through with the news
All I did was think about me and you, like, damn (damn)
What a chick gotta do to get with a real nigga
That know how to stay true? Like, man (man)
No more quarter to eights (uh-huh)
You better hop on a bus or a cab (that's right)
I shed so many tears, can't believe how many years
The baddest bitch put up with yo' dusty ass (yeah)
Now you know that I'm the queen of Miami (uh-huh)
All that loud talkin', lyin', save that shit for your mami
Sounds like blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah (talk too much)
I'm like, uh-huh (uh-huh), okay (okay)
Wassup? (Wassup?) Shut up (shut up)
Here we go (here we go), here we go again
Now you're tellin' me that she is just a friend (just a friend)
Then why she's callin' you at three o'clock in the morning'?
I can't take this no more, no (no more, no more)
Here we go, here we go again
Now you're tellin' me that she is just a friend
Then why she's callin' you at three o'clock in the mornin'?
I ain't tryna hear it (no more, baby), not this time
Now all my ladies say (oh, oh)
And if you feel me, say (oh, oh)
If you can't take no more, say
No, no, no (no, no, no), no, no, no, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Here we go (here we go), here we go again (go again)
Now you're tellin' me (yeah, yeah), that she is just a friend
(Yeah, she's just a friend, ooh)
Then why she's callin' you at three o'clock in the mornin'?
I can't take this no more
That's why I'm packin' up my jewels, grabbin' up my furs
I'll be back for all my shoes and purses
Watch me bounce in my seven-forty-five while I'm ridin' out (ooh, watch me, baby)
'Cause I ain't tryna hear it (watch me, baby), not this time
I can't even believe you
You know what? I'm too fly for this shit
You playin' yourself
Here we go, here we go again
Now you're tellin' me that she is just a friend
Then why she's callin' you at three o'clock in the mornin'?
I can't take this no more, no (no, no, no)
Here we go, here we go again
Now you're tellin' me that she is just a friend
Then why she's callin' you at three o'clock in the mornin'?
I ain't tryna hear it, not this time (no)
Look, nigga, what you think this is?
You treat me like a random chick (uh-huh)
You done forgot who introduced you to rocks
And poppin' all that Cris' and shit (oh)
Who let you hit it from the back any way that you like? (Uh)
And any debts, I can pay the price (yeah)
I thought I was a chick you would make your wife (damn)
And now a bitch can't even stay the night (you wack)
I can't even look in your face without wantin' to slap you
Damn, I thank God I ain't get that tattoo
You better thank God I ain't have the strap, boo
You ain't even worth, man, trick get at you
Matter fact, trick get at dude
I'm convinced I ain't got shit to ask you
And tell the triflin' bitch, she can have you
I ain't lookin' at you no more, I'm lookin' past you
Here we go (here we go), here we go again
Now you're tellin' me that she is just a friend
Then why she's callin' you at three o'clock in the mornin'?
I can't take this no more, no (no, no, no)
Here we go, here we go again
Now you're tellin' me that she is just a friend
Then why she's callin' you at three o'clock in the mornin'?
I ain't tryna hear it, not this time
When my girl came through with the news
All I did was think about me and you, like, damn (damn)
What a chick gotta do to get with a real nigga
That know how to stay true? Like, man (man)
No more quarter to eights (uh-huh)
You better hop on a bus or a cab (that's right)
I shed so many tears, can't believe how many years
The baddest bitch put up with yo' dusty ass (yeah)
Now you know that I'm the queen of Miami (uh-huh)
All that loud talkin', lyin', save that shit for your mami
Sounds like blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah (talk too much)
I'm like, uh-huh (uh-huh), okay (okay)
Wassup? (Wassup?) Shut up (shut up)
Here we go (here we go), here we go again
Now you're tellin' me that she is just a friend (just a friend)
Then why she's callin' you at three o'clock in the morning'?
I can't take this no more, no (no more, no more)
Here we go, here we go again
Now you're tellin' me that she is just a friend
Then why she's callin' you at three o'clock in the mornin'?
I ain't tryna hear it (no more, baby), not this time
Now all my ladies say (oh, oh)
And if you feel me, say (oh, oh)
If you can't take no more, say
No, no, no (no, no, no), no, no, no, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Here we go (here we go), here we go again (go again)
Now you're tellin' me (yeah, yeah), that she is just a friend
(Yeah, she's just a friend, ooh)
Then why she's callin' you at three o'clock in the mornin'?
I can't take this no more
That's why I'm packin' up my jewels, grabbin' up my furs
I'll be back for all my shoes and purses
Watch me bounce in my seven-forty-five while I'm ridin' out (ooh, watch me, baby)
'Cause I ain't tryna hear it (watch me, baby), not this time
Credits
Writer(s): Ronald Scipio, James Scheffer, Theodore Lucas, Derrick Baker, Terry Lewis, James Harris, Teedra Moses, Josh Burke
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