Lyrics
Uh, yup!
Slip and slide Remix (okay, okay)
It's The Big Boss, Maybach music (okay, okay) (yeah)
Who's that making that funky noise? (Okay, okay) (yeah)
It's Weezy, baby (okay, okay), and Trine B, huh
And it's the remix baby (okay, okay)
I know what I did and how I act
And if I see you with a man, I'm a get my gat (nah)
(Woop, woop), I'm just playin', It won't be that
I got enough legal woes, and I don't need that
And I gave you a ring that I don't need back
Because I know one day you gon' be back
Not today, but one day
And my friends say I need my Beyoncé, back
Like my name was Sean, I mean
You stand tall, but me I lean
What's wrong?, Everything
Wayne what's right?, Wayne and Trine B
Like a string bean, girl I'm healthy
Girl I'm lyin', girl just help me
Help my fly, but what flight are you on?
You might not be talking 'bout me in this song
I'm single again, back on the prowl (boss)
I thought it was perfect, I don't know how
I'm single again, back on the prowl (see you on that tidal Porsche, holla)
I thought it was perfect, I don't know how (Maybach)
I'm single again
Hold up wait a - damn minute (minute)
It ain't Benz, if the boss ain't in it (no)
Yeah, it's dark tinted, I had to red rim in (see it?)
She got the same ones, just add the red ribbon (yeah)
Sexy, like she wanna breath again, leave again
I ain't ever need a friend (no)
Yeah, I'm in the thangs (thangs), throw away money (money)
And I'm in the range with Floyd May money (money)
Lord, pray for me, I'm single again (what?)
Now look who I'm mingling with
Left my baby momma, 'cause she dingy as -
You might see her ridin' in the street, single again
I'm single again, back on the prowl
I thought it was perfect, I don't know how
I'm single again, back on the prowl
I thought it was perfect, I don't know how
I'm single again
You damn right, I cheated (ha-ha)
I couldn't get it from you when I need it (when I need it)
'Cause dealin' with you, it ain't easy (it ain't easy)
Think I'ma let you talk to me greasy (greasy)
I ain't one of them little lames, sweetie (I ain't one of them little lames)
So you single again? Well, we even (we even)
I know you miss how I -
You'll be back 'cause he don't - (huh)
Got six, run your lips 'bout that
Say Trina still the baddest, April 1st I'm back
No April Fools' Joke, finna make the world lean, hah
Hold up she back on the scene
Weez and Trine B, Plies and Rick Ross
Like Hillary Clinton, I'm the boss
Dude came back, 'cause he know where it's at
Super bubblegum brain (ha-ha-ha-ha)
Tell me how you like that?
I'm hotter than fish grease, hotter than a heater
Every magazine cover you gon' see Trina (uh-huh)
Black Men magazine, king, I'm Smooth
Sister to sister, crip, what it do? (What it do?)
Thought the grass was green on the other side
Millionaires over here, we say - the other side
While you was out shonin'
I don't know why, I stayed so alone
You couldn't say bye
I'm single again, back on the prowl
I thought it was perfect, I don't know how
I'm single again, back on the prowl
I thought it was perfect, I don't know how
I'm single again
Writer(s): Elvin Prince, Algernod Washington, Katrina Taylor, Jean Borges
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