Two o'clock in the mornin', I'm sleepin'   And something wakes me but I don't know what it is   (You've got mail)   It's my ex, prob'ly just misses my sex      Lemme get up and see what the deal, what the hell   It's cryin' faces all over my screen   And a picture of her eye      Try to tell myself this ain't nothing to L O L about   Gotta be serious 'cause usually she'd call   But this time my baby done      Sent me an email with all the details   She said she want me back and she don't care   What she gotta do for me      She couldn't say it in person, she put it all in words   And I don't know what to say   Dot, dot, dot   (Da, da, da, da)      My ex, she keep sweatin' me   I don't know why she keeps stressing me   She had plenty time to get it   Now that I'm all gettin' paid I'm not wit' it      She's been hittin' me for days   Leavin' comments on MySpace   Tell me what was I to do   If I did whatcha did I'd be fightin' for you too   (Hey)      Then her crying face said   "Can you please forgive me   And let's put all this behind?"      I try to tell myself this ain't nothing to L O L about   This shit is gettin' serious   'Cause usually she'd call but this time my baby done      Sent me an email with all the details   She said she want me back and she don't care   What she gotta do for me      She couldn't say it in person, she put it all in words   And I don't know what to say   Dot, dot, dot   (Da, da, da, da)      Okay, y'all dun know what it is   It's your homeboi T-Pain   Hey, J-Shin, lemme hold the keyboard for a minute   This girl here trippin', she dun know what it is   So I'm about to tell her what's up      Dear ex   Lil' lady, smiley faces   I've been patiently waitin' for a date   And every time we try to make up   It seem like you require me to wake up      What the deal?   Why you actin' like a nigga wasn't street?   Why you actin' like I wasn't sweet?   Why you actin' like I didn't sweep you off your feet?   Why you actin' like a nigga didn't wanna take you out to eat?      Hey, why you actin' like I broke up witchu?   When every mornin' I'm wishin' I woke up witchu?   Don't be emailin' ,TP knowin' damn well   That TP need a breezy that's down for heez      We need to re'gotiate   Forget your sleezy lil' friends, they suppose to hate   See, I got love but you don't, why not?   So I'ma end this email with a dot, dot, dot      Sent me an email with all the details   She said she want me back and she don't care   What she gotta do for me      She couldn't say it in person, she put it all in words   And I don't know what to say   Dot, dot, dot   (Da, da, da, da)