[Associates]
Drop that.. what?
Uhh, Sisqo, Associates, T.R.
You feel this, what the deal?
[Sisqo]
Oh, oh, you knew I was a nigga from the jump
so don`t front
Like it was, wakin up buggin
Since when, we`ve been messin
Flexin, numbers been good, no doubt
but now tryna get me on lock down
Tryna figure out what I`m all about
If I`m worn out, no chillin wit, what I`m dealin wit
Just can`t, just can`t handle it
You`re not my girl and I`m not your man
I`ma tell you again so you understand
I`m not tryna be callin, I`m not movin, not buggin
not tryna get stuck in somethin I can`t get of
If you thought twice shorty then I doubt ya
You two get off-a my back
You not too tight, need to cut my some slack
So let`s go
[Chorus: LovHer + Sisqo]
Can I live, can I breathe
I can`t exhail, get off-a me
What I do, where I be
Can I see, without you tellin me what is this
Can I live, can I breathe
I can`t exhail, get off-a me
Give me privacyyy!
[Sisqo]
Met her at the club, it was pumpin
Drunk as hell, got the Henne`, but thugin
Smokin somethin, I saw you with your girlfriend
actin like your cousins, but you really wasn`t
Plus I caught you wit the horny face
GRRR! And you loved it
Took it to the crib for some fuckin
Touchin, huggin, lotta rubbin
You always layin, not bustin
I hollered at you cause your body was right
and I stay smashin lip cause the shit was tight
What was your time, come with me tonight
If you thought it was sweet, ain`t not tonight
I won`t go that how and it ain`t my life
I`ma baller, you a chicken, need to get it right
So get my wisdom, why you stressin me?
Need to stop stressin me
You can`t handle it, she isn`t a memory!
[Chorus]
[LovHer + Sisqo]
Leave `em, love `em, bust, I leave `em
That is just the way I treat `em
I don`t know your type or reason
Not my girl so I`m not cheatin
Never, ever, ever really had a girl not have to feel me
Nothing`s changed from the beginnin
[Associates]
T.R., oh, oh
They put this in the club, I feel faintly attracted
Ain`t tryna go home to the smell of old rabbits
That`s why we doin chill so I steal it from your cabbage
The meanin of expense and to clarify your status
You and Magina, and I aint your partner
So chill wit that crazy bullshit that you sparkin
Crazy enough to bull-clock, you bent off a Ken Robert
Replys on your signature, smotherin my inbox
Call all the time, but never seen
I could smell when you call boo you get the in button
I never understood you ain`t in the wood somethin
So why you keep binoculars in hand like the cuffin
You grey-hairin me, no better yet
Fuck that boo you`re scarin me, talk you wanna marry me
Lov, go stalk another nigga, I ain`t greavin
It`s a piece so why I`m pullin out the scissors now bounce, bounce
[Chorus]
[Associates]
Whoa whoa, we out
Sisqo, another one
T.R., uhh uhh, ONE!
