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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Profyle
Profyle
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Roy Hamilton
Roy Hamilton
Composer
Tyrell Bing
Tyrell Bing
Composer
Ernest Dixon
Ernest Dixon
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Teddy Riley
Teddy Riley
Producer
Roy Hamilton
Roy Hamilton
Producer

Lyrics

Shorty
Here she come
(Ooh-ooh, babe)
(Yeah, you know what I'm sayin', man?)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-oooh)
Got the two **** like
(A'ight bro, a'ight dog, I'ma call you later)
You ever feel like this?
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-oooh)
Damn, I should buy me some new shit
(Movin' shit, okay, my poor thing about me is)
Okey, cool
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-oooh)
Wait man, whose shit is this?
Oh, what the fuck?
Tell me why did you do this to me
After we made plans for a family?
(Ah, ooh)
And you swear you would bear my child
All the while you were out running wild
With your friends, spendin' all my ends
And I caught you screamin' "Ooh, ah" with him
(Ah, ooh)
I think it's time I let you know you can go
There's the do'
You're nothing but
A liar, a cheater, a deceiver, heartbreaker
And I won't let you back in my life so I'm takin'
The house, the cars, the kids, and the dog
I want it all
You're nothing but
A liar, a cheater, a deceiver, heartbreaker
And I won't let you back in my life so I'm takin'
The house, the cars, the kids, and the dog
I want it all
You're nothing but
(Oh)
Seven years I have lived this lie
When inside you made me cry
(Ah, ooh)
Through it all I still remained
'Til you messed up and called me his name
(Ah, ooh)
Please, don't explain
You go your way and I'll maintain
(Ah, ooh)
Don't worry, the kids are okay
Just remember you made it this way
(Ooh)
You're nothing but
A liar, a cheater, a deceiver, heartbreaker
(Liar, cheater)
And I won't let you back in my life so I'm takin'
(Oh, oh, in my life)
The house, the cars, the kids, and the dog
(House, cars, kids, ah)
I want it all
(Yeah, ooh)
You're nothing but
A liar, a cheater, a deceiver, heartbreaker
(Oh, yeah, heartbreaker, breakin' my heart, baby)
And I won't let you back in my life so I'm takin'
(I'm takin' everything)
The house, the cars, the kids, and the dog
(Woah)
I want it all
(Oh, yeah)
You're nothing but
Look at you now
(Look at you now)
'Cause your down and out, down and out
(Down an' out)
And you needin' me to keep you strong, keep you strong
(Woah, oh)
You never wish you left
You're nothing but
A liar, a cheater, a deceiver, heartbreaker
(Oh, no, no, no)
And I won't let you back in my life so I'm takin'
(Don't wanna see ya no more)
The house, the cars, the kids, and the dog
(I never wanna see ya, baby)
I want it all
(Yeah, yeah)
You're nothing but
A liar, a cheater, a deceiver, heartbreaker
(Don't wanna be ya, baby)
And I won't let you back in my life so I'm takin'
(I'm movin' on)
The house, the cars, the kids, and the dog
(Oh, oh)
I want it all
You're nothing but
A liar, a cheater, a deceiver, heartbreaker
(Yah, cheater)
And I won't let you back in my life so I'm takin'
(Yeah, yeah)
The house, the cars, the kids, and the dog
(Oh, yeah)
I want it all
(Oh)
You're nothing but
A liar, a cheater, a deceiver, heartbreaker
(Liar, cheater, breaker)
And I won't let you back in my life so I'm takin'
(Iin my life, so I'm takin')
The house, the cars, the kids, and the dog
I want it all
(I want it all, oh)
You're nothing but
Yo, how the fuck I gonna come home?
I think I got some new shoes and shit
What the fuck? You got some other **** up in my house
Fuckin' and shit, what the fuck wrong with you?
(What the fuck you talkin' about?)
You know what the fuck I'm talkin' about
(You wanna goddamn roll out on the top, I don't know what the fuck you doin')
How you gon' tell me that? I'm doin' this shit for you, this shit is for you
(You ain't doin that shit for me)
Fuck that, ya no good two timin', mother fuck
(Fuck you, you ain't shit, yo daddy ain't shit, nobody's shit in your whole fuckin' family)
Oh, like you the shit, you the shit, huh?
(I am the shit)
And who the fuck is this **** right here?
(A'ight man, I'm movin' on out the way)
You just get the fuck out ****, get the fuck out
(I'm leavin', ah, I'm sorry, man)
(Listen but I'm sayin', can I, before I leave can I, can I just get my shoes?)
****, fuck you and yo shoes
Written by: Ernest Dixon, Roy Hamilton, Tyrell Bing
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