Uh yeah
Oh woah, oh woah yeah
Oh woah, oh woah yeah

My girlfriend left me again
But I got a bunch of bitches all queueing up for me
I'm in a room full of bitches
But I'm still feeling lonely
Pick up the phone let me make it up to you
I think she heard 'bout my Tuesday chick, but she just gives me head on some toupee shit
Even when I got caught with a date, she still turned up to my court date
Used to have a Ponto and now you see me in the Benz, I don't wanna get rich, leave you in the ends

I know I messed up but just give me another chance
Pick up the phone let me make it up to you
Let me make it up to you
I know I messed up but them other girls mean nothing to me
Pick up the phone let me make it up to you
Let me make it up to you

In my zone yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Why the promises?
Imma keep it 100 regardless of the situation, I respect you like mumma
I'm being honest and, you can say I'm a lover, I keep it foreign to them niggas I don't know but
Right now it's all about you, it's all about you
I be on my mojo, you say we solo
Wanna keep it on the low low, like baby hold on
Yeah yeah we were the flyest
They call you Mya, I call you mine and
You was a rider, straight in designer
The D& G or the Prada you know the eyes on us
Walk up in the club, like eyes on us
Something of these niggas I know they can't shine on us
You know what be missing when we kick it at the crib

Pick up the phone let me make it up to you
Let me make it up to you
I know I messed up but them other girls mean nothing to me
Pick up the phone let me make it up to you
Let me make it up to you
Pick up the phone let me make it up to you
Let me make it up to you
I know I messed up but them other girls mean nothing to me
Pick up the phone let me make it up to you
Let me make it up to you