[Intro: Shirelles] I still love him If you got him back again You'd go right out and do him dirt
[Verse 1] *You know you would* I remember thinking "She's the one for me" And she can have anything that she want from me Little snake in the grass Shaking her ass and then Taking the cash And making a dash with friends I might have burned on a bird, but your boy was young Sometimes you gotta learn things first, hand Damn, if I didn't learn that And I swore I seen her later she was getting burned back, then Abracadabra Years down the road She was trying to capture my gaze from the stage front row (Oh) She said she heard I was about to blow, let's go Take me home, I knew it was on I had her pay the tab, a couple hundred bucks Told her wait right here till the cab pulls up Cold jetted on the beezy When she got to the curb, she flipped me the bird And I was laughin saying these words
[Hook: The Shirelles] Foolish little girl, fickle little girl You didn't want him when he wanted you He's found another love, it's her he's dreaming of And there's not a single thing that you can do
[Verse 2] *Not a god damn thing* Look, I was young Really didn’t know Trying to turn a ho into something mo’ The sex was great This the type of chick that I could date for sho’ She gives brain like a Grade A Pro So I showed up to a house party, heard she was here Head out to the back yard, trying to get a beer Seen her come out of the bathroom, lipstick smeared Two dudes behind her, grins ear to ear, “Ouch” Years later, she hit me up on Facebook Said without a beer she can’t remember how my face looks I told her “Gravy,” I’m shaving as we speak Send your boy a tweet, and we’ll get up later this week I hit the home boy Beat, (“Ay”) explained the plan You can get some trim just pretend to be Dan And right after you finish, when you’re ready to go Just say, “Hey the names Beat ho, Dan says hello”
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[Verse 3] *Nope, not a god damn thing* Foolish girls, fickle little girls Really only want in life what they can’t have Always trying to reach for something they can’t grab So the concept of “No” is something they can’t grasp If you would take the time to think, “It won’t last” Every time you having a drink your Smashed Always trying to find a link to your past Oh plus the fact “I think that Your Trash!” Past that, I know a lot more I don’t fuck around when I go out on tour Wifey here holding me down, and I’m sure She don’t want me hanging around with some whore (Ya right) What’s more? I don’t got time To think about the past with the future on my mind I mean it’s hard to find a woman you can trust in the world And I won’t mess it up for a foolish little girl