Lyrics Language: English Song writer/composer(s): Mya Harrison, Amil, Bryan-Michael Cox, Tamara Savage, Jermaine Dupri
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TamarGet None Lyrics:
Turn it up, uh, uh, uh, uh, naw, naw
Just 'cause you tricked a little dope tonight
That don’t mean you’re taking me home tonight
Just 'cause you tricked a little dope tonight
That don’t mean you’re taking me home tonight
Mr. First Class Baller
I’ve got a few things to say to you
Right now you’re getting on my nerves
With your tricking bad habit issues
Now I’m sure if I was with you
No doubt I would be laced up
But I gotta term paper due, don’t get it confused
My mind is on other things not you
You can go home, run your phone bill up
Dial your cell phone but you don’t get none
You can page me all you want but I won't call back
Oh, no, you won't get none
You can buy me diamonds, nice trips on the beach
But you still don’t get none
Stop trying to use cash to get you some ass
Face the facts nigga you ain’t gonna get none
I ain’t a part time lover
There’s a couple things I just don’t do
I won’t be no hoe, just drop my clothes
And all the silly things you’re used to
So if you stepping, approach me like a lady
Or there is no me at all
I take my time, won't cross the line
Until I really know, oh no I’ve seen your type before
You think you got so much game
Money is everything and that’s all I need to be happy
Soon you’re gonna see that’s not how it should be
Until that day, boy you get nothing
Okay, if it’s going like that let it go like this
Why you all up in the corner with me drinking my Cris'
Straight laughing, talking, leading me on
Huh? No that was your ass reading me wrong
Now ma, come on, you act like I’m the broke type
You can’t be serious
What? Acting like I’m the hoe type
Just 'cause you tricked a little dope tonight
That don’t mean that you taking me home tonight
Shit is that right?
That’s right, get your act tight
And press your brakes, put on your back lights
But what you saying, I’m playing
And I ain’t gonna get it
I’m the man girl look at how quick I got your digits
Oh, that’s just my pager
I know that, but I’m saying
But if you know that, you know I ain’t got to call you back
Popping Cris' all night like I'ma fall for that
(Uh, huh)
You need more that to pull a baller’s act nigga
(Turn it up)
You can go home, run your phone bill up
Dial your cell phone but you don’t get none
You can page me all you want but I won't call back
Oh, no, you won't get none
You can buy me diamonds, nice trips on the beach
But you still don’t get none
Stop trying to use cash to get you some ass
Face the facts nigga you ain’t gonna get none
You can go home, run your phone bill up
Dial your cell phone but you don’t get none
You can page me all you want but I won't call back
Oh, no, you won't get none
You can buy me diamonds, nice trips on the beach
But you still don’t get none
Stop trying to use cash to get you some ass
Face the facts nigga you ain’t gonna get none
You can go home, run your phone bill up
Dial your cell phone but you don’t get none
You can page me all you want but I won't call back
Oh, no, you won't get none
You can buy me diamonds, nice trips on the beach
But you still don’t get none
Stop trying to use cash to get you some ass
Face the facts nigga you ain’t gonna get none
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