[Intro: Omarion] Haha, yeah, I'mma let it ride I'm just tryna know you better
[Verse 1: Omarion] Tell me what's your name, tell me, tell what's your sign Tell me what you into, tell me, tell what you like If you were rich tomorrow tell me what would you do with it? And if you could see the future, baby do you see me in it? Would you date me for a minute, girl before you let me hit it? Are you single? are you taken? working towards your education? I'm just askin', I'm just sayin, what's your current situation? Cause I see you 'cross the room and you the baddest in the building, what's up?
[Bridge: Omarion] See I don’t wanna get into your draws yet (oh yeah) Are you one of them girls that’s askin' where the bread's at? (Oh yeah) See first I need to know the way your head at Before you give me some (heh, I’m playin')
[Hook: Omarion] I’m just tryin' to know you, better I’m just tryin' to know you, yeah I’m just tryin' to know you, better I’m just tryin' to know you, yeah-eah-eah If I told you my secret, shawty would you keep it? Are you the type to kiss me right after I eat it, yeah? I’m just tryin' to know you better
[Verse 2: Omarion] Tell me where you goin', tell me, tell me where you from Are you a smoker or a drinker? Are you none of the above? Are you more domesticated? Do you love to hit the club? Tell me do you like to fuck, or do you just like making love? Tell me do you have some kids? And if so girl, how many? And if not, then shawty tell me, can I be your baby daddy? I’m just playin less you let me, I won’t know unless you tell me I just gotta ask cause girl you super bad What’s up?
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[Verse 3: Nipsey Hussle] Can't be one of them all arguin' Can't be wonderin' what car I'm in Game I play, there's no part for them Silent bitch, I got heart for them Can't be one of them old blow-me-ups Can't be one of them old quick-to-fucks Can't be one of them old number one's Think you running game You ain't slick enough Can't be on of them old fall-in-love's Can't be one of them drunk-in-the-club Can't be tryna fuck with a boss When your Ex nigga's a fucking scrub Can't be one of them old hate-your-daddy's Can't be one of them gone make me slacking Could be one of them gon' pull your own weight You glossing up, I can't wait to match it Teach you new game and make you happy Pick your shoe game You ain't the average Make 'em lighter cause your face immaculate And your purse is matchin' Yo shape is savage Can't be one of them old easy fucks Think it's cool but you a pretty slut Cause there's niggas in it that's really us So before I hit, we gon' chop it up