Lie (feat. St. Lunatics)

Yo, I'm tired of the, "He say, she say"

Why every time they get mad, man, we pay?

She wanna act like the judge and the jury

The police, FBI, and the CIA (All in one)

And now it's me she tryna convict

She better show me some DNA and fingerprints

She better show me the name of the one who snitched

Matter of fact, right now, I'ma plead the fifth

(She said you tried to fuck her)

She's a motherfucking liar

(Boy, please) No way

(Whatever) Not me

(Yeah, you) Man, she's just hatin'

(You met her last summer)

She's a motherfucking liar

(Boy, please) No way

(Whatever) Not me

(Yeah, you) Girl, you sound crazy

(She said y'all exchanging numbers)

She's a motherfucking liar

(Boy, please) No way

(Whatever) Not me

(Yeah, you) fellas, what we gon' do? What?

Take it to the grave, take it to the grave

Take it to the grave, I'ma take it to the grave

I'ma take it to the grave, you better take it to the grave

Take it to the grave, I'ma take it to the grave

She said she did what? With who? She wrong

Since she knows so much, ask her what I had on

True Religion? Air Jordan? Ed Hardy?

C'mon ma, that's every **** at the party

But I was at the studio perfecting my hustle

With Ky', Murph, and Mo, just finishing "Brass Knuckles"

Now with all these purses, fur coats, fly whips

I done bought for you, now you still believe any chick?

Is you serious?

(She said you tried to fuck her)

She's a motherfucking liar

(Boy, please) No way

(Whatever) Not me

(Yeah, you) Man, she's just hatin'

(You met her last summer)

She's a motherfucking liar

(Boy, please) No way

(Whatever) Not me

(Yeah, you) Girl, you sound crazy

(She said y'all exchanging numbers)

She's a motherfucking liar

(Boy, please) No way

(Whatever) Not me

(Yeah, you) fellas, what we gon' do? What?

Take it to the grave, take it to the grave

Take it to the grave, I'ma take it to the grave

I'ma take it to the grave, you better take it to the grave

Take it to the grave, I'ma take it to the grave

3:24 when I walked in the door

Phone on loud, what it do that for? (Damn)

She said she went down South, all in my texts

6:30 in the morning, got a loud ass message

I ain't even do it though, mama girl lyin'

(You tried to fuck her) I ain't even have time

Ask her where she know me from, who I be with

What number she dial, that crazy girl wild

(She said you tried to fuck her)

She's a motherfucking liar

(Boy, please) No way

(Whatever) Not me

(Yeah, you) Man, she's just hatin'

(You met her last summer)

She's a motherfucking liar

(Boy, please) No way

(Whatever) Not me

(Yeah, you) Girl, you sound crazy

(She said y'all exchanging numbers)

She's a motherfucking liar

(Boy, please) No way

(Whatever) Not me

(Yeah, you) fellas, what we gon' do? What?

Take it to the grave, take it to the grave

Take it to the grave, I'ma take it to the grave

I'ma take it to the grave, you better take it to the grave

Take it to the grave, I'ma take it to the grave

I really don't know her, I seen her on MySpace

Looked at her page, all I seen was my face

Her username read, "Kyjuan Fo' Life"

With videos and pictures set up so right

The only bad thing is she writes me all night

Sayin' shit like, "The 'Tics is so tight"

She ends it with, "I love you"

That starts the big fight

Baby, I can't control what she types, believe me

(She said you tried to fuck her)

She's a motherfucking liar

(Boy, please) No way

(Whatever) Not me

(Yeah, you) Man, she's just hatin'

(You met her last summer)

She's a motherfucking liar

(Boy, please) No way

(Whatever) Not me

(Yeah, you) Girl, you sound crazy

(She said y'all exchanging numbers)

She's a motherfucking liar

(Boy, please) No way

(Whatever) Not me

(Yeah, you) fellas, what we gon' do? What?

Take it to the grave, take it to the grave

Take it to the grave, I'ma take it to the grave

I'ma take it to the grave, you better take it to the grave

Take it to the grave, I'ma take it to the grave