koffee brown
chick on da side
[Chorus] You say you ain't got nobody (body)  Thought you was bout it, bout it  Skeletons in your closet, closet  Baby was you trying slide  You say you ain't got nobody (body)  Thought you was bout it, bout it  Skeletons in your closet, closet  Bet you gotta chick on da side  You say you ain't got nobody (body)  Thought you was bout it, bout it  Skeletons in your closet, closet  Baby was you trying slide  You say you ain't got nobody (body)  Thought you was bout it, bout it  Skeletons in your closet, closet  Bet you gotta chick on da side   [Verse 1: Girls verse] I seen you with that chick  With the diamonds all over her wrist  And the deep dish rims on six  Dipped on chrome cell phone's on  Floss all day at the mall  With your boys at the park balling ball  Gave you my number  But you wouldn't call  Ain't know thang  Game recognize game   [Verse 1: Guys verse] Girl you got some kinda nerve  You said you lived alone  The night when I called ya  Why did a nigga pick up your phone?  I know he wasn't your brother  Your nephew or your cousin  So I asume he was your lover  Tell me what should I think about you   [Chorus]  [Verse 2: Girl's verse] Ya I gotta chick for awhile  Quick it cause your using my child  Girl I thought you could make me smile  But it's the same old thang  Nothing's change  Sitution's got me lost  God knows I gotta cut her off  I respected you enough  Tell me what the deal  Keep it real   [Verse 2: Guy's verse] Tens smoked out on your whip  Said you called but I couldn't see  You were parked out side in the morning  You said your wheels are cut  Paint scrathed up  Call here kousin me out  Get your cloths  There all thrown out  Took my love  And you thode it own out  Said it ain't know thang  Game recognize game   [Chorus]  Were you goin' meet  What you goin' do  How you goin' do it  Beta get to it boy   You, me  And she just a friend of mine  (all)All you do is creep, creep (creep)  You know chase the paper late at night   Weep, weep  You call me back when you get ready  Can't believe a thing you tell  No!   You, me  And she was just my baby momma  All you do is creep, creep  Always callin' me with so kinda drama   Weep, weep (Yes she was)  You call me back when you get ready  Can't believe a thing you tell me  Bet you gotta chick on da side