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Yeah
Okay
Uh
You see a woman got to do what a woman got to do
If your man keep on trippinâ then you need to
cut him
loose
Ainât nothinâ he could do for you that he
canât do
What Iâm supposed to go, âOohâ, âcause he
rollinâ on
22s
No, Iâm ainât one of those after-show h**s
And if you donât know I gots my own dough
I only need you for companionship
Well, you could keep your chips, ainât no
sponsorship
I just need you to keep your lips between my hips
That girl Sarai is a silly chick
But on the really tip, I got benefits
This independent chick and anything I want I gets
Donât even try me with those player scripts, I
know
the game
Actinâ like you big money, but really small
change
Boy, please stay up out of my face
You see itâs men like you that make us ladies
say
Here go the classified ads (Pack ya bags)
Here go the 20 for the cab (Pack ya bags)
Here go the kick in your pants (Pack ya bags)
Get out (Just pack ya bags)
Here go the classified ads (Pack ya bags)
Here go the 20 for the cab (Pack ya bags)
Here go the kick in your pants (Pack ya bags)
Get out (Just pack ya bags)
Thatâs right, you got to beat it, boy
All the blizzy-blizzy blah, I ainât hearinâ
it, boy
I get ya, get ya what youâre askinâ for
Now donât be blowinâ up my celly âcause
your own
ignore
Ainât no more walkinâ through my door
Now come and get your, get your s*** off my porch
And I know you hear the hurt in my voice
But I had no choice, you made me do it by force
But you know your girl gonâ be aâight
Iâmma keep on movinâ, keep my head up high
Probably chilly-chilly-chill till the time is
right
That I feely-feely-feel I need a man in my life
But for now Iâmma keep it tight
Till I burst under pressure when my temperature
rise
Iâm on the womenâs pride, feel me right
So itâs-itâs-itâs that ladies night
Here go the classified ads (Pack ya bags)
Here go the 20 for the cab (Pack ya bags)
Here go the kick in your pants (Pack ya bags)
Get out (Just pack ya bags)
Here go the classified ads (Pack ya bags)
Here go the 20 for the cab (Pack ya bags)
Here go the kick in your pants (Pack ya bags)
Get out (Just pack ya bags)
You got to gizzy-go
âCause I donât want you beinâ in my life no
more
I shoulda told you long time ago
But my mind was sayinâ yes and my heart said no
Yaâll know how that love thing go
How your mind in a bind goinâ out of control
Be careful âfore you take that road
Think itâs a, itâs a game, but that thang
ainât no
joke
Let it be known if you see somethinâ wrong
âCause understandinâ that-that help you out
in the
long
You got to, got to, got to come on strong
And make him, make him, make him want to leave
you
alone
And put that on every-everything I love
Donât be scare-scare-scared, kick that boy to
the curb
gonna classified ads (Pack ya bags)
gonna 20 for the cab (Pack ya bags)
gonna kick in your pants (Pack ya bags)
Get out (Just pack ya bags)
Here go the classified ads (Pack ya bags)
Here go the 20 for the cab (Pack ya bags)
Here go the kick in your pants (Pack ya bags)
Get out (Just pack ya bags)
gonna the classified ads (Pack ya bags)
gonna the 20 for the cab (Pack ya bags
gonna kick in your pants (Pack ya bags)
Get out (Just pack ya bags)
gonna classified ads (Pack ya bags)
gonna the 20 for the cab (Pack ya bags)
gonna the kick in your pants (Pack ya bags)
Get out (Just pack ya bags)
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