Yo, yo
  Ho, ho
  No, no
  You
  Yo, yo
  Yo, be, be
  Me, me
  See, see
  Can't let go cuz I got what you on, girl
    Baby, I'm hearing too much in the street
  Things that are supposed to be
  Kept between just you and me, baby
  Honey, I'm sick and tired of all of this
  I think it's time I handled it
  Trippin', flippin', get down with, baby
    I got you a drop-top Benz with the Buggy eye
  Thought it was enough to keep it quiet
  I guess I was wrong cuz you out tonight
  Flossin' with your girlfriends
  Kima, Pam and what's-her-name
  Girlfriends, they don't play the same
  You don't know I got what you on, girl
    [1] - (Yo, yo)
  I never really thought you was a (Hoe, hoe)
  That's not really the way I (Go, go)
  Why you wanna play with my (Dough, dough)
  Yo, yo, go
  (Yo, be, be)
  Why you wanna be with (Me, me)
  Girl, why can't you (See, see)
  I can't let go cuz I got what you on, girl
    Say that something's missin'
  Tell me what you missin'
  Say you need to flex and that's alright
  But tell me where you was last night
  Thinkin' with too much time on your hands
  You surely meet the trouble
  Or is this the way you spread that, oh girl
  Is it like that?
    Your actions too completely laxed and
  I'm kickin' out the money when you want it, babe
  You steppin' out again with your hair so right
  Skirt so high then ya cried
  You're out here runnin' like a dope fiend
  Girl, why can't you just see?
  You don't need to go
  Cuz I've got what you on, girl
    Repeat 1
    [Beanie Siegal]
  I keep you properly styled in the latest shit
  Pradda, crocodile or gator's shit
  Eyes poppin' out the Benz, you know the latest whip
  Takin' you and your girlfriends shoppin' that player shit
  Keep a pocket full of dough, safe full of stacks
  Got a big fuckin' crib with a lake in the back
  And that's yours to the wig, wait, lemme take that back
  Get outta line, and I'm takin' it back
    I just copped a six, you don't gotta car hop
  I got a cellar full of Cris', you don't gotta bar hop
  I got an indoor pool with a divin' board
  My crib look like somethin' out The Rye Report
  Laced you, twenty carats, ten in each ear
  I can take you places you ain't been, nowhere
  It could be gone tomorrow, but it's here today
  Cuz I can play cowboy and take it all away, OK?
    [Blackstreet]
  (Yo, yo)
  I can't believe my eyes that you're a (Hoe, hoe)
  It's not really the way that I (Go, go)
  Why you wanna play with my (Dough, dough)
  Yo, yo, yo
    Yo, be, be
  Why you can't be with (Me, me)
  Tell me why can't you (See, see)
  I can't let go cuz I got what you on, girl
    (Yo, yo)
  Yeah, take it out (Hoe, hoe)
  It's not the way I love you, baby (No, no you)
  Why you take my (Dough, dough)
  Yo, yo, yo
    Yo, be, be
  Why can't you be with me, me
  Well, baby, can't you see, see
  Can't let go cuz I got what you on, girl
    We out