[Hook: repeat 2X]   I jumped up, got my coat and walked right out of the door   Because she got a little bit crazy   I don't want no deranged lady   That'll have a nigga sleepin' under daisies.      [Wish Bone]   I don't want another insane lover   Cuttin' on my rubber   Houndin' me just to tell her I love her   Gotta give it to them big butt girls   The ones that don't give a fuck   "Just-wanna-bust-nut" girls   When them feelings involved   Now you playin' with fire   Gotta let 'em know from the gate   Man, you ain't tellin' no lies   I just wanna (touch that)   I just wanna (couple times)   I just wanna (no ties)   Can a thugsta hit that there?   No need to blow me up one day, we right back here   Doin' what we do, I see you like that there   Baby girl, let me just keep this fair   You do you and I'll do me   Can we do it, do it like that?   Keep it creepin', creepin'   Yes they say it's better than sneakin', sneakin'   But when it's all over, it's just over   No knives or policemen      [Hook]      [Krayzie Bone]   Now me and her been rollin' together   Now for quite some time   And she been naggin' a nigga   The whole damn ride   When I first met the girl   Everything was all good   She grew up around my way   So hey, the love was all hood   So I figured it was cool   And we could do this   And, plus she had a booty   that was sicker than lupus   I had to scoop it   Anyway, we started hangin' out   And talkin' on the phone mo'   And before you know   we on her floor doin' the Grown Folk   Everything was cool, y'all   We had it plain and simple   She wasn't my broad, and I wasn't her man   More like "homie-lover-friends"   She said she understand   But I can't tell she comprehend   'Cause she keyin' on my Benz   While I'm sleepin', she be creepin' on me   sneakin' in my pockets   Lookin' for numbers in my phone   And condoms in my wallet   Then she overdid it   This bitch pointed a pistol at me   Talkin' about "We need to talk"   'Cause she ain't happy   So shit....      [Hook]      [Layzie Bone]   Little sweet thang   she love to floss   Clothes to her lip gloss   Makin' hard thugs turn soft   Lookin' like Diana Ross   Slim, sweet and sexy   Something like a little sister   'Til the day I messed around and tried to kiss her (damn)   To be so skinny, baby girl had a nice round ass   I used to stay two steps behind her while I walked her to class   Back in school, a nigga's mission was to fuck 'em and flee   But I was young, so I let her get close to me   And I was kinda in love   Everyday a nigga wit' her   After school a nigga wit' her   At the mall takin' pictures   All the while I got my niggaz sayin' I'm breakin up the group   I'm out here missin' my rehearsals   'Cause I'm tryin' to knock boots   She ain't even let me hit it   Got me talkin' about commitment   Got me climbin' through the window   Won't even let me get it   Last thing that she said   Snapped me back to reality   We in the 12th grade   Talkin' about "you wanna marry me?"      [Hook]