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I can't take your attitude Boy, who the hell are you? Walking around like you own something When the truth is not at all (the truth is not at all) Gave you my credit cards So you could hit the mall Still you complain, saying things Tryin' to make me feel small, oh So who the hell are you? To try to make me cry I need to know why You think that you're shit You really ain't shit to do me like this So who the hell are you? To try to bring me down, put you down And I'm not with this Let me show you how it is So baby on the real You ain't nobody So never try to make me feel this way, way You are so lame, boy Better ask somebody Looks like I'll have to take my love away, 'way Why you wanna curse at me? (me) Call me all outta my name (name) Watch yourself player You don't wanna see it get ugly (ugly) Why don't you get a job? Really it ain't that hard Instead of doing things to bug me So who the hell are you? To try to make me cry I need to know why You think that you're shit You really ain't shit to do me like this So who the hell are you? To try to bring me down, put you down And I'm not with this Let me show you how it is So baby on the real You ain't nobody So never try to make me feel this way, way You are so lame, boy (you're so lame boy) Better ask somebody (you better ask somebody) Looks like I'll have to take my love away (take my lovin' away) So baby on the real You ain't nobody So never try to make me feel this way, way You are so lame, boy (so lame) Better ask somebody Looks like I'll have to take my love away, 'way (take my lovin' away, 'way) You ain't nobody to me, so That's why it's easy to leave you Pack all your shit, I don't need you And that's on the real, dude You swear that you are a real thug then Come around my way, you gets nothing Don't even think about lovin', my lovin' It gets nothing You ain't nobody to me, so That's why it's easy to leave you Pack all your shit, I don't need you And that's on the real, dude You swear that you are a real thug then Come around my way, you gets nothing Don't even think about lovin', my lovin' It gets nothing
Writer(s): Makeba Riddick, Jean Olivier, Samuel Barnes, Alexander Mosley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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