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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Memphis Bleek
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Memphis Bleek
Composer
Timbaland
Composer
Shawn Carter
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Timbaland
Producer
Jimmy Douglass
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Ay, yo, I got a resolution
This year, I'm playing right
No six-fifteen this year
Yeah, you can stay the night
We can go bowling, it ain't like before
Can't y'all see that I'm growing?
I was so immature
I was young and having money
Having honeys come to the crib
Dig in their shit, and they couldn't get cab money from me
Some bad chicks didn't get past the bridge
I went to One Trump Plaza on their asses
[Verse 2]
No room service, just snacks and shit
Work with those Lil' Debbies
When you done, get ready
The chicks I was fiendin' to smash
Let 'em lean on the cash
Will take 'em on long trips
Then break 'em with long dick
There was no such thing as strong relationships
But I'm off that playa shit
I need a chick that practice Tai Chi
And still can buy weed
And give me some good head
And I'll make her remind me, uh huh
[Verse 3]
Hey, papi
Even if they don't understand the flow
They understand the dough
My ladies going
Hey, papi
Promise you'll never let me go
Promise you'll never leave me
Promise we'll grow, they going
Hey, papi
Even if they don't understand the flow
They understand the dough
My ladies going
Hey, papi
Promise you'll never let me go
Promise you'll never leave me
Promise we'll grow, they saying
[Verse 4]
The only thing Bleek spinning
Is them chrome wheels spinning on them new rims
Home suspended from school again
I'm grown, still ill, ladies love to be a deal
Like Bleek
Can I feel up on your wood and grill?
It's a hood thang, wood grain, off the chain
She give me good brain
Love the way I push my slang
Callin' my jack soon as they hop in my V
They catching contact, weed smoke all up in the weave
Bet ya man can't do it like this (Like this)
I bet his wrists ain't bluish like this (Like this)
And I'm from Marcy, you catch me on anybody block
Reppin' the, the Roc
Hoes they all clock like
[Verse 5]
Hey, papi
Even if they don't understand the flow
They understand the dough
My ladies going
Hey, papi
Promise you'll never let me go
Promise you'll never leave me
Promise we'll grow, they saying
Hey, papi
Even if they don't understand the flow
They understand the dough
My ladies going
Hey, papi
Promise you'll never let me go
Promise you'll never leave me
Promise we'll grow, they saying
[Verse 6]
I was the worst
I used to switch chicks every day
Had **** mad for real like, "I wish he was gay"
'Cause they knew sooner or later, hun was gettin' with Jay
Just a matter of time, she was gettin' with Jay
I'll have your chick in the summer tropics sippin' on 'sé
Spittin' up in the Pacifics
Smoking spliffs in the shade
She used to love ya, but she's feeling different today
You used to smother her, look at your honey slippin' away
Consorting with hustlers, **** that be giving her space
She said she feel free when she's around me
I'm letting her do her and in turn, she's doing me
She's on her phone with her friends like, how cool is he?
[Verse 7]
Hey, papi
Even if they don't understand the flow
They understand the dough
My ladies going
Hey, papi
Promise you'll never let me go
Promise you'll never leave me
Promise we'll grow, they going
Hey, papi
Even if they don't understand the flow
They understand the dough
The ladies going
Hey, papi
Promise you'll never let me go
Promise you'll never leave me
Promise we'll grow, they saying
[Verse 8]
Hey, papi
Even if they don't understand the flow
They understand the dough
My ladies going
Hey, papi
Promise you'll never let me go
Promise you'll never leave me
Promise we'll grow, they saying
Hey, papi
Even if they don't understand the flow
They understand the dough
My ladies going
Hey, papi
Promise you'll never let me go
Promise you'll never leave me
Promise we'll grow, they going
Hey, papi
Written by: JAY-Z, Malik Cox, Timbaland