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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Trina
Trina
Vocals
D.Baker
D.Baker
Piano
Big D
Big D
Piano
Kelly Rowland
Kelly Rowland
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Scheffer
James Scheffer
Songwriter
Derrick Baker
Derrick Baker
Songwriter
Jimmy Jam
Jimmy Jam
Songwriter
Josh Burke
Josh Burke
Songwriter
Steve Scipio
Steve Scipio
Songwriter
Teedra Moses
Teedra Moses
Songwriter
Terry Lewis
Terry Lewis
Songwriter
Theodore Robert Lucas II
Theodore Robert Lucas II
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bernie Grundman
Bernie Grundman
Mastering Engineer
Big D
Big D
Producer
J. Jonsin
J. Jonsin
Producer
Andrew “Drew” Correa
Recording Engineer
KD
KD
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Look, I ain't got nothing to say to you
I can't even believe you
Huh, you know what, I'm too fly for this shit
You're playing yourself
[Verse 2]
Here we go
Here we go again
Now you're telling me
That she is just a friend
Then why's she calling you
At three o'clock in the morning?
I can't take this no more (No, no, no)
[Verse 3]
Here we go
Here we go again
Now you're telling me
That she is just a friend
Then why's she calling you
At three o'clock in the morning?
I ain't tryna hear it, not this time
[Verse 4]
Uh, look, tell me what you think this is? You treat me like a random chick
You done forgot who introduced you to rocks
And popping all the Cris' and ****
Who let you hit it from the back anyway that you like?
And any debts, I can pay the price
I thought I was the chick you would make your wife
And now a bitch can't even stay the night
[Verse 5]
I can't even look at your face without wanting to slap you
Damn, I thank God I ain't get that tattoo
You better thank God I ain't had strapped, boo
You ain't even worth that trick, get at you
Matter fact, trick, get that dude
I'm convinced I ain't got shit to ask you
And tell that trifling bitch she can have you
I ain't looking at you no more, I'm looking past you
[Verse 6]
Here we go
Here we go again
Now you're telling me
That she is just a friend
Then why's she calling you
At three o'clock in the morning?
I can't take this no more (No, no, no)
[Verse 7]
Here we go
Here we go again
Now you're telling me
That she is just a friend
Then why's she calling you
At three o'clock in the morning?
I ain't tryna hear it, not this time
[Verse 8]
When my girl came through with the news, all I did
Was think about me and you like, damn
Damn, what a chick gotta do to get with a real ****
That know how to stay true like, man, man
No more quarter-to-eight's
You better hop on a bus or a cab
I shed so many tears, I can't believe how many years
The baddest bitch put up with your dusty ass
(Yeah) Now you know that I'm the queen of Miami
All that loud-talking lying, save that **** for your mammy
Sounds like "Blah blah blah, blah blah blah blah"
I'm like, "Uh-huh, uh-huh, okay, okay
What's up, what's up, shut up"
[Verse 9]
Here we go
Here we go again
Now you're telling me
That she is just a friend
Then why's she calling you
At three o'clock in the morning?
I can't take this no more (No more, no more)
[Verse 10]
Here we go
Here we go again
Now you're telling me
That she is just a friend
Then why's she calling you
At three o'clock in the morning?
I ain't tryna hear it (No more, baby)
Not this time
[Verse 11]
Now all my ladies say (Oh oh)
If you feel me, say (Oh oh)
If you can't take no more
Say no, no, no (No, no, no)
No, no no
[Verse 12]
Here we go
Here we go again
Now you're telling me
That she is just a friend
Then why's she calling you
At three o'clock in the morning?
I can't take this no more
[Verse 13]
That's why I'm packing up my jewels
Grabbing up my furs
I'll be back for all my shoes and purses
Watch me bounce in my seven-forty-five
While I'm riding off
'Cause I ain't tryna hear it, not this time
Written by: D.Baker, James Harris, James Scheffer, Josh Burke, Scipio Ronald Scipio, T. Moses, Terry Lewis, Theodore Lucas
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