Lyrics Language: Scots Song writer/composer(s): Thomas Allen, Allen, Leroy Jordan, Howard Scott, Brian Derek Thompson, Orville Burrell, Charles Miller, Shaun Pizzonia, Lee Levitin, Brown, Dickerson, Ricardo Ducent, Harold Brown, Morris Dickerson
Yo man
Yo
Open up man
What do you want man?
My girl just caught me
You let her catch you?
I don't know how I let this happen
With who?
The girl next door, you know?
Man
I don't know what to do
Say it wasn't you
Alright
Honey came in and she caught me red-handed
Creeping with the girl next door
Picture this we were both butt-naked
Banging on the bathroom floor
How could I forget
That I had given her an extra key?
All this time she was standing there
She never took her eyes off me
How you can grant the woman access to your villa?
Trespasser and a witness while you cling on your pillow
You better watch your back before she turn into a killer
Best for you and the situation not to call the beaner
To be a true player you have to know how to play
If she say you're not, convince her say you're gay
Never admit to a word when she say
Makes a claim and you tell her baby no way
But she caught me on the counter
(It wasn't me)
Saw me banging on the sofa
(It wasn't me)
I even had her in the shower
(It wasn't me)
She even caught me on camera
(It wasn't me)
She saw the marks on my shoulder
(It wasn't me)
Heard the words that I told her
(It wasn't me)
Heard the screams getting louder
(It wasn't me)
She stayed until it was over
Honey came in and she caught me red-handed
Creeping with the girl next door
Picture this we were both butt-naked
Banging on the bathroom floor
I had tried to keep her
From what she was about to see
Why should she believe me
When I told her it wasn't me?
Make sure she knows it's not you and lead her on da right prefix
Whenever you should see her make da giggolo flex
As funny as it be by you, it not that complex
Seein' is believin' so you better change your specs
You know she not gonna be worrying 'bout things from the past
Hardly recollecting and then she'll go to noontime mass
Rik-boy, your answer, go over there
But if she pack a gun you know you better run fast
But she caught me on the counter
(It wasn't me)
Saw me banging on the sofa
(It wasn't me)
I even had her in the shower
(It wasn't me)
She even caught me on camera
(It wasn't me)
She saw the marks on my shoulder
(It wasn't me)
Heard the words that I told her
(It wasn't me)
Heard the screams getting louder
(It wasn't me)
She stayed until it was over
Honey came in and she caught me red-handed
Creeping with the girl next door
Picture this we were both butt-naked
Banging on the bathroom floor
How could I forget
That I had given her an extra key?
All this time she was standing there
She never took her eyes off me
Gonna tell her that I'm sorry
For the pain that I've caused
I've been listenin' to your reasonin'
It makes no sense at all
We could tell her
That I'm sorry for the pain that I've caused
You may think that you're a player
But you're completely lost, that's why I say
Honey came in and she caught me red-handed
Creeping with the girl next door
Picture this we were both butt-naked
Banging on the bathroom floor
How could I forget
That I had given her an extra key?
All this time she was standing there
She never took her eyes off me
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