7:00

Okay, word then

Word then

He ain't workin', I pull up urgently in person

Huh

Kiss through the phone first, how the tone work?

I was hurt then, only pickin' up the phone for the homework

They was mad when they said that it won't work

Mad 'cause the drop-top crashed, it's a loaner

Breakfast in the morning, Larenz, Love Jones

I told her, "Seven o'clock when you last came over"

2 a.m. now, and I know you ain't sober

Sleepin' alone and your man can't hold ya

But baby, I can, tell your man, "Game over"

Shows ain't over, the plans ain't over

Wanna sit back, watch a young man take over

I'm gon' ask you, "Is you comin' over?"

Movin' too fast, we could take things slower

Oh, na-na

But if you knew better, girl

From the way it looks, you got it under control

Let me know

Let me know

Yeah, be honest

I don't know if they fuck with you like I do

I don't know if they fuck with you like

You

Like I do, tell 'em all and I tell 'em all

Nah, you don't need no substitute, I got you

You don't need no substitute, nah

I got you, tell them all, and I tell 'em all

Now who is that? You been soul searching

Who is that? He seems so nervous

As he should, I been so determined

And I'm, shows over, close the curtains and I'm

No, no, he ain't goin' this real

Pardon me, I had to interfere

Yeah, it's seven o'clock on the dot in the drop-top

And the cock blocks, not on my watch, ah-ah, ah-ah

Wanna do some

West coast drive way

Freaky

Hit the highway

Shawty, pick the time, place, you know I'm on my way

Girl, I'm here for you, ain't no question

I'm advisin', it's time that I teach you my lesson

You know the name B-R, why not give me a S-O-N?

He don't get it with shit, baby, that's on him

The crown lacks luster when it's set on him

Don't mind if I come take that from him

And you call me as soon as you left from him

Now I know why you give no respect to him

This is all for the rep, baby

I won't let nobody, let nobody know

No, no, no, no, no, no

I know you think it's all the same song

But it's not the same song

That he wrote to you

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Alright, alright, I seen the plot, be honest

I don't know if they fuck with you like I do

I don't know if they fuck with you like

Like I do, I tell 'em all and I tell 'em all

Nah, you don't need no substitute, I got you

Don't need no substitute, nah

I got you, tell them all and I tell 'em all now

Now who is that? You been soul searching

Who is that? He seems so nervous

As he should, I been so determined

And I'm, shows over, close the curtains, and I'm

No, no, he ain't goin' this real

Pardon me, I had to interfere

Yeah, it's seven o'clock on the dot in the drop-top

And the cock blocks, not on my watch, ah-ah, ah-ah