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I'm chillin with my broad and you already know And if you wanna reach me hit me on the down-low If I don't call back don't put on a show When I pass by your house and blow instead of knocking on ya door I'm chillin with my broad and you already know And if you wanna reach me hit me on the down-low If I dont call back dont put on a show When I pass by your house and blow instead of knocking on ya door You know that oposites attract when hos choose macks And how some girls act when playaz don't call them back Why is that? why is that? Is it cuz its hard to ignore? The kind of man you adore, but already spoken for? Or.. Are you caught up in the game Holdin ya head in shame cuz you don't know my real name? Who's to blame? Cuz it ain't my fault It's another lesson taught when you fuckin with Hawk Caught up in the rapture wasn't hard to capture With my heavyweight frame and my 6'4 stature I snatched ya- up in this game plan Wanted me to be your man but I had other plans It was a one night stand Now the shit hit the fan Every time you see a nigga you wanna hold my hand you wanna hold my hand But you don't understand That you're not my type I got a wife and you were just my late-night hype *chorus* Now I admit I was wrong for leading you on The long talks on the phone, you thought our bond was strong? But my woman's at home so girl leave me alone And all the plans you had for us, they've been post-poned Now I ain't bein rude I'm just the type of dude To buy you a little food to get you into the mood Now we're both in the nude catchin an attitude Actin crude and shrewd and showin no gratitude You broke all the rules And I'm glad I peeped it You couldn't be like Victoria and keep this secret You wasted your time pushin *69 But the cell phone I called you on ain't even mine It was strictly bump and grind cuz that's how I play You said you didn't mind so I behaved this way It was just the other day when you said this And why you think I act funny when you ask for a kiss? You silly bitch *chorus* Now you're rubbin me Kissin and huggin me Infatuated with the thug in me You say you lovin me The situation's gettin ugly Got ya partners mean-muggin me Girl you're buggin me Gettin on my last nerve And then you wonder why you gotta kick it to the curb You're puzzled like cross words And askin me to choose Either you or my wife? Girl you know you lose Now yo ass got the blues bitch goody too-shoes Sittin there all confused feelin like you've been used Your privelages were abused and now you know Instead of knocking on the door I'ma pass by and blow Gotta go, gotta go Gotta chill with my broad So I toots the horn since you've been actin fraud I hit you with the raw and you went outrageous I should've warned you though that my love is contagious *chorus* |