yeah. what'chu talkin 'bout
where you think you goin?
you actin like you didn't
you knew where i was goin
stopped and picked up somethin pretty on the freeway suckin titties
you smile when you see me but inside you was hurtin
whatever that you asked me
i thought that you was happy
i don't know whose shit that is
condoms and phone numbers
i don't know whose shit that is
you know when i realized that i was wrong
when i wrote the words to this song
did i ever did i ever did i ever let you go baby
cause i love you cause i love you cause i really love you so baby
woo - it's the very last time that i'll let you down
i won't make the same mistakes again
since way back i was a mag-a-net for pretty women
and brought up in the city where they exercise their pimpin
i could be in paris chillin
i get a lot of phone numbers but don't really call 'em
unless i hit 'em just to let 'em know i'm out here ballin
laid up with these other women
who was that woman lookin at me up in wal*mart
lock in the sexual fantasy
the chemistry i really loved it
couldn't put nothin above it
but every unturned stone you had to touch it
you like how i lick it then
put the dick up in your back
that they saw me trickin some-where with one of yo' friends
do you know that shit fo' sho'
i think of all the shit i put you through
sometimes i be missin you
i got a tank of gas to burn up
go tell 'em c'mon get ready to go
tucked in and very low key
sippin up on some hennessy
makin sure that we finish the whole
meant to be chemistry between us and even though
you saw the bitches in my beamer.