Regret (feat. Ludacris)

You must regret the day that you left me

(Uh-uh, he don't deserve you, 'serve you)

(He gon' regret that he hurt you, hurt you)

You must regret the day that you left me

(Uh-uh, he don't deserve you, 'serve you)

(He gon' regret that he hurt you, hurt you)

I made you cool

You wasn't that dude

Until I started fuckin' with you

Gave you swag

And a duffel bag

You left the best you had

Now you gonna act like that

I got you right

I changed your life

Suicide doors

I cosigned

Gucci rags

Louis travel bag

You left the best you had

Baby, don't look so mad

You must regret the day that you left me

You must regret the day that you left me

Still tryna get back, get back

Still tryna get back, back, back with me, oh

Still tryna get back, get back

Still tryna get back, back, back with me, oh

VIP

Was all on me

Now you're at the bar

With one or two drinks

Poppin' game

You look so lame

Without me

Your pimpin' ain't the same

First class flights

Dipped in ice

I had your neck and wrist

Oh, so bright

Poppin' tags

Is a thing of the past

You lost at the thing you had

Chasin' them scallywags

You must regret the day that you left me (Baby)

You must regret the day that you left me (Baby)

Still tryna get back, get back

Still tryna get back, back, back with me, oh (Yeah)

Still tryna get back, get back

Still tryna get back, back, back with me, oh (Baby)

Hey, sexy, tell him that it's over (Yup)

Tell him you my baby and your coupe is my stroller

Tell him this Louis Vuitton scarf is your bib

Or that you call me Daddy and my house is your crib

And if he cries, I know how to control that

Give him some bottles of this Conjure Cognac

Just to shut him up, she said you wasn't half the man I am

So I guess he had to double up

He still tryna get back like the soldiers

Dreamin', and it's time to wake him up like Folgers

I just hold her, you used to put a load of

Shit up on her brain, but you lame, now it's over

I keep her by my side like a holster (Come on)

I plan to make a full house, and I ain't talkin' 'bout poker (Nope)

But I might poke her, and just stroke her

'Cause I'm about to treat her like a real man supposed to

You must regret the day that you left me (I know you regret it, homie)

(You gave her too many years of your life)

(You dropped her down, and I picked it up)

You must regret the day that you left me

(She's lyin')

(Know you, this was draggin' me down)

Still tryna get back, get back (You can't have her back)

Still tryna get back, back, back with me, oh

(I'ma treat her like the queen that she is, man)

Still tryna get back, get back

Still tryna get back, back, back with me, oh (Teach you a lesson)

You must regret the day that you left me

(Now you realize that you were wrong)

You must regret the day that you left me

(It's too late 'cause I moved on)

Still tryna get back, get back

(It feels so good)

Still tryna get back, back, back with me, oh

(Feels so good)

Still tryna get back, get back

Still tryna get back, back, back with me, oh