Boy, stop playin' You ain't even really like me But you talkin' all that big dog shit? So we gon' see what you talkin' 'bout Yeah I got a man, but niggas ain't shit Right now I'm down to cheat, I need some new dick Fucking with these hoes, used to make a bitch sick Now I call my side nigga for a quicky in the whip He gon' get a bitch right every single time He got a big dick, plus his ass hella fine But I don't love the nigga, cause I know he ain't mine I've been thinking 'bout he been all on my mind Might fall in love with me, I ain't gon' fall in love with you Askin' these n****s, they gon' tell you that I'm bool I just keep it real, man, I gotta tell thе truth Whole time, that's my wu, You know I got a man at home Playin' on my phonе, boy, you know you dead wrong I should never fuck them good Got him chunkin' up my hood See upcoming rap shows Get tickets for your favorite artists You might also like Free My Nigga Sexyy Red Sexyy Please Sexyy Red I Don’t Wanna Be Saved Sexyy Red & Tay Keith Boy, what's wrong with you? (You trippin') I just wanna be alone with you (that's pimpin') And he know I got a man, but he don't give a fuck That's why I fuck with him (we just kickin') I said what you wanna do? We gotta keep it cool 'Cause my baby-dad'll pop you And nigga, I don't like groupies If you tell people we fuckin', I'm a say it ain't true First off, I'm a player, gotta keep the shit real I ain't looking for relationships, I ain't got time to chill On my own, look at your phone, with my nigga, fuck up Fucking with a gangsta bitch, I'll leave a nigga stuck I put the pussy on him, now he can't leave me alone Trippin' 'bout my baby daddy, boy, you damn wrong Three o'clock in the morning, playing on a bitch phone I told you what it was from the jump, boy, I'm grown Slut him out, make him eat my coochie, then I'm gone Play your part, 'cause whole time yo' bitch waitin' back home But that's my favorite hustler, so I'm a still take that bone He the one that make me wanna sing this song You know I got a man at home Playin' on my phone, boy, you know you dead wrong I should never fuck them good Got him chunkin' up my hood