*featuring Richard Ducent, Nucci, Wiz Dinero
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[Nucci]
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Shaggy, Cartel remix
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Nucci Rayo
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Now picture this I'm bucknaked on the bathroom floor
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Hittin' Aaliyah raw, Henney-ed up, Mya seen it all
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Same reason Kim and Foxy ain't speakin' no more
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And why Britney and Christina didn't speak at the awards
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Keys in the door, I heard a noise
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I didn't get up
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Next thing you know Destiny's Child split up
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But yo I'm Cris-ed up, got Monica in Miami
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Soon as Kobe get married
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I'll be back with Brandy
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[Shaggy]
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How you fe hav yuh woman nex' a yuh villa?
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Trepass and a witness up inna 'you pilla
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Yuh betta watch your back before she turn into a killa
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Interview the situation or she call the gleaner
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To be a true playa you fe know how fe play
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If she say a nite, convince her seh a day
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Never admit to a word wat she say
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And if she claim a yuh, tell her, baby no way
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[1] - [Nucci (Shaggy)]
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Yo but she caught me on the counter
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(It wasn't me)
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Saw me banging on the sofa
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(It wasn't me)
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I even had her in the shower
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(It wasn't me)
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I even had her in the Range Rover
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(It wasn't me)
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She saw the marks on my should
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(It wasn't me)
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And here's the words that I told her
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(It wasn't me)
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She heard the screams gettin' louder
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(It wasn't me)
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She stayed until it was over
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[2] - [Richard "Rikrok" Ducent]
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Honey came in and she caught me redhanded
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Creepin' with the girl next door
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Picture this, we were both buck naked
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Banging on the bathroom floor
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[Shaggy]
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Mek she know seh, dat she neva hav' no right fe vex
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A never yuh seh see, a mek the gigalo flex
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A somebody else whey favor yuh in de complex
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See is believing so yuh betta change yuh specs
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Yuh know she a go bring a whole heap a tings up from de past
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All the likkle evident you betta know fe mask
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Quick pon yo' answer, know how fe talk
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But if she back a run, yuh know yuh betta run fast
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[Repeat 1]
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[Wiz Dinero]
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Uh-huh that's my story and I'm stickin' to it
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What you seen and heard, I ain't admitting to it
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It wasnt' me, you wanna call me liar, flattin' my tires
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Seein' how you play goin' through my two way
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You wanna tear my Polos
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I can't stand it when you rig up them four doors
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From Miami, me and Shaggy in the Caddi
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Plus mami with the fatti
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Told me, meet her backstage
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Talkin' bout she need it badly
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I never met her, never seen her
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What you talkin' bout?
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Bathroom tryna catch us when I'm walkin' out
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Dressing room on the floor, on the table too
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I'm telling you it wasn't me, it was Don Pooh
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[Repeat 2]
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I had tried to keep her from what
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She was about to see
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Why should she believe me
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When I told her it wasn't me
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[Repeat 2]
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I had tried to keep her from what
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She was about to see
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Why should she believe me
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When I told her it wasn't me
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It Wasn't Me (Remix)
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Shaggy |