[Chorus: sped-up of "Girl" by the Chi-Lites] Ohhh girl, I'd be in trouble if you me now Cause I don't know where to look for love, I don't know how Ohhhhhhhh girl, I'd be in trouble if you me now Cause I don't know where to look for love, I don't know how Ohhhh.. off and echoes*}
Wall] It started off, we two peas in the pod Motivated by love the blessings of God We were over heels in this love thang Funny ain't it thinkin back, our friends thought it was just a I used to call you on the phone, night tip Mackin to you in your ear, conversation equipped I used to you laugh, I used to make you smile But all the while your roommates were in We felt a lot of jealousy from the very Your so-called friends kept tryin to us apart They used to tell you all kinda like a wolf in sheep's clothing, the devil came in disguise They transformed all your smiles into to sabotage your and blamed it on my busy career I gave you e'rythang, to please But I guess it wasn't enough, cause now you to leave But don't go
[Paul Wall - Chorus] What it do baby, don't leave me hangin I know you this, I'm just sayin though I know you hearin me, so do it baby You know I keep it real, just let me tell you
Wall] Lil' momma been with me for a while When you tryin to smile I'm the one you to dial But I've been on a mission for commission So while you at home wishin you was me I've been missin But listen I'm tryin to lace you up with diamonds that I got a vision so you need to kill all the fiction Don't listen to what friends sayin, they just jealous cause they on the sidelines watchin you in the game playin I'm just sayin you be stayin, but I ain't trippin I'm in love with my baby that's how I'm livin You know I got you on my like an edge up And all of your me and whinin it got me fed up I'm on the grind hustlin, stackin my But you just thank I'm in the streets after some ass Tryin to that bread, I'm tryin to get that cake But you complainin talkin 'bout you fin' to skate, baby it do
[Paul I'm to tell you 'bout your friends hatin While they be over there complainin I'm just on my grind paper You got insecure thoughts in your mind But instead of chasin hoes I be on my grind You steady listenin to the in the beauty shop But all them jealous single females what you got would do anythang to take yo' place Cause everytime I come they be givin me that sex face You shotgun in the James Bond Benz With the frog-eyed lens on 20 inch do rims So why you worried about your so-called friends I'm just on my tryin to stack me up some ends baby I used to make you laugh, I used to you smile And all the while your jealous friends been in I ain't askin much, lil' momma just it real Either down with me or not, baby what's the deal
[Chorus] - 2.5X w/o cut-off until 1/2 repeat