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you must not know bout me you must not know bout me Trina ( Beyonce) taxi come pick this nigga up a used condom in his truck (To the left To the left ) used to trickin with them sluts tellin me im number 1 but you was bettter than the rest (To the left To the left ) truth be told yous a mess (Everything you own in the box to the left ) who love to play games rollercoaster with my brain i cry myself to sleep cuz it hurts so bad (To the left To the left ) im askin how you could dispose everything we had (To the left To the left ) now i gotta go inside the little black bag (Everything you own in the box to the left ) i bet he'll be back tryin to wave tha white flag (To the left To the left ) nigga nerve of you sayin i'll wouldn't find another you done bumber your head your gonna need me sucker im changin my number i aint thinkin bout you (To the left To the left ) (Everything you own in the box to the left ) im in love with myself since you wanna know the truth In the closet that's my stuff - Yes If I bought it nigga please don't touch And keep talking that mess, that's fine But could you walk and talk at the same time And It's my mine name that is on that Jag So remove your bags let me call you a cab Standing in the front yard telling me How I'm such a fool - Talking about I'll never ever find a man like you You got me twisted You must not know about me You must not know about me I could have another you in a minute matter fact he'll be here in a minute (trina) Keep talkin slick ones a killer ones a drug dealer one who wines and dines me with million dollar figures i even kno a rapper who wanna dig in it or my footballer friend whos been beggin me to end it my attorney on prinpial with a big popsickle who aint never had a hard time amin at the middle my nba all star who make a way to sizzle thats for shizzle my nizzle he take time when he nibbles don't make me remind you to the left to the left Everything you own in the box to the left In the closet that's my stuff - Yes If I bought it nigga please don't touch And keep talking that mess, that's fine But could you walk and talk at the same time And It's my mine name that is on that Jag So remove your bags let me call you a cab Standing in the front yard telling me How I'm such a fool - Talking about I'll never ever find a man like you You got me twisted You must not know about me You must not know about me I could have another you in a minute matter fact he'll be here in a minute You must not know about me You must not know about me I can have another you by tomorrow So don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable So go ahead and get gone And call up on that chick and see if she is home Oops, I bet ya thought that I didn't know What did you think I was putting you out for? Because you was untrue Rolling her around in the car that I bought you Baby you dropped them keys hurry up before your taxi leaves Standing in the front yard telling me How I am such a fool - Talking about How I'll never ever find a man like you You got me twisted You must not know about me You must not know about me I could have another you in a minute matter fact he'll be here in a minute - baby You must not know about me You must not know about me I'll have another you by tomorrow So don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable So since I'm not your everything How about I'll be nothing Nothing at all to you Baby I wont shead a tear for you I won't lose a wink of sleep Cause the truth of the matter is Replacing you is so easy To the left To the left To the left Everything you own in the box to the left To the left To the left Don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable You must not know about me You must not know about me I could have another you in a minute matter fact he'll be be here in a minute - baby You must not know about me You must not know about me I can have another you by tomorrow So don't you ever for a second get to thinking You must not know about me You must not know about me I could have another you in a minute matter fact he'll be be here in a minute - baby you can pack all your bags cuz were finished You must not know about me You must not know about me you made your bed now lay in it I can have another you by tomorrow Don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable |