Girl, you must think that I'm crazy,   but we all know you's a cutie,   and you're all like, "nuh-uh, boys don't wanna be with me"   Girl, please   I can see right through those   fake colored contacts;   your eyes ain't blue, I bet that hair's held by glue      Hey, shorty, why you playing games   to scared to play, the rules were made,    to drop these names, and now you got nothing to say      It's like that episode of cheaters,   and I'm the dude with the gun,   hiding cameras in your bedroom   Girl, I know what you've done;   I might be your baby's daddy,   but that don't mean shit   when every dude on the block    knows that you're a trick      Hey, shorty, why you playing games   to scared to play, the rules were made,    to drop these names, and now you got nothing to say      Uh, I'm not a rock star, but I still tend to rock hard   You try to play games, tease and try to keep me rock hard,   try to make me slap you and see me in a cop car,   catch me speeding in stock cars, expecting me to stop hard   You playing with the mind of the craziest kind,   telling me how much you love me when I know that you're lying;   you must be snorting lines if you think that I'm crying   You manipulating backstabbing cold and kaniving,   I went from last to first but this is first to last   I'm the major league player, you can kiss my ass, trick      Drop it like it's hot!   Shake it like a salt shaker   Hot!   Shake it like a salt shaker   Hot!   Shake it like a salt shaker   Hot!   Shake it like a salt shaker      Fuck   Fuck   Fuck   Fuck   Fuck   Fuck you   Fuck you   Fuck you   Fuck you   Fuck you....