Oh, me
Oh my, oh
What am I to do?
Oh, me
Oh my, oh
Looks pretty much like I’m through

Shit was all good just a week ago
Better yet, twenty-four hours
Right when she got out of the shower, she screamin’ louder
I’m smashing hoe’s– couldn’t trust them if you paid me to
Couldn’t last a minute in my world if I gave ‘em a future
The prettiest mistake ever
She got that total package so, um, you don’t know no better
Any other dude woulda’ been like, “Dog, forget her”
But wait, you can’t
Cause you can’t find something you hate
Now ain’t that about a bitch?
They see somethin’ you don’t so they gonn’ keep talkin’ shit
You swear up and down, when you go left she make it right
She’s so legit
Legit? Until your boys hit you with that list

She’s somebody you can’t see without
Next time you’re in the club everybody screamin’ out:

Oh, me
Oh my, oh
What am I to do?
Oh, me
Oh my, oh
Looks pretty much like I’m through

Shit was all good; she said you can get what you paid for
And she can’t take no days off
Got fired, now she claims she got laid off
Hope she know she ain’t gettin’ paid off

See, why they all wanna get involved?
She said, “I’d do it for a good price”
Well, she ain’t say it, but face it–you could tell she want it all
Her mama said she’ll make a good wife
That’s the reason why she could suck it through my drawers
That’s classic–better provide the plastic
Ain’t a believer; never did serious magic
Gotta’ give her the rerun, headed back, whasshappenin’?
Welcome her to that upper-class life
The next day she absent (deuces)
She headed back down South with an accent
Askin’: “Do they have a beauty pageant for asses?
Front of the class chick–no glasses
They runnin’ through her; she gonn’ need some passes

She’s somebody you can’t see without
Next time you’re in the club everybody screamin’ out:

Oh, me
Oh my, oh
What am I to do?
Oh, me
Oh my, oh
Looks pretty much like I’m through

Shit was all good; she said you can get what you paid for
And she can’t take no days off
Got fired, now she claims she got laid off
Hope she know she ain’t gettin’ paid off

And you already know what her main task is:
Full access to all your shit
Her grandmamma says she’ gonn’ need some practice
Funny part is they all ain’t got shit
A grown ass woman–you already know what she about
Cause everybody in the fam couldn’t be without the glam
I don’t blame her though
Look at it from an angle though
A newborn that become a:

Oh, me
Oh my, oh
What am I to do?
Oh, me
Oh my, oh
Looks pretty much like I’m through

Shit was all good; she said you can get what you paid for
And she can’t take no days off
Got fired, now she claims she got laid off
Hope she know she ain’t gettin’ paid off



Lyrics submitted by AMCartel

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