Girl, whose that dude you wit?
could of swore I saw em push up on your friend
Girl, who that dude you wit?
Neva see him buy you nothing, always spending your ends
He don’t ice your wrists, don’t take no trips
Don’t spend no time, he don’t rock ya spine
But I’ll ice your wrists, we’ll take the trips
I’ll spend the time, girl I’ll hit ya right
Now it’s my turn, forget about ya man
Girl you know you can do so much better than him so
Might as well let em know, you bout to let em go
It’s my turn, it’s my turn
It’s my turn, girl I’m up to bat
You’ll be askin whose him when I hit that back
Girl what you need to do, it’s let that loser lose
It’s my turn, it’s my turn yeah
He don’t hold ya hand, not proud to be ya man
He don’t see the dime, know that you’re gon’ be mine
But I’ll grab ya hand, proud to be ya man
Never tell you lies, you’s a star in my eyes
