Lyrics

At the end of the week, when ya finally get paid Hit me on my line if you still tryna get laid If you ain't playing them games, the ones you used to play 'Cause remember, you said you was changed now You acting grown now, picking up the phone now Coming with something real, something I feel in my soul now 'Cause you wasn't all that back in the day But I still gave you a lil' nookie anyway Kept your ass up in the game, when you ain't have no moves to play Let you sell me all them dreams, talking 'bout a better day A day that never camе when I waited and I called And I shouldn't takе your ass back at all Would you do the same for me? Would you do the same for me? I bet you cha-cha like left foot, yeah, right foot, left stomp I bet you'd be gone at the end of the month On the other foot, on the other foot If the shoe was on the other foot On the other foot, on the other foot If the shoe was on the other foot You'd cha-cha like left foot, yeah, right foot, left stomp I bet you'd be gone at the end of the month, yeah, yeah Talk that shit like you was talking before, mmm Promises, baby, leave 'em at the door, oh Flowers and candy, that shit never phased me Tell me the truth, hurry nigga, don't play me Is it real this time? I mean, for real this time Is it real this time? I mean, for real this time Would you do the same for me? Would you do the same for me? Would you do the same? Cha-cha like left foot, yeah, right foot, left stomp I bet you'd be gone at the end of the month On the other foot, on the other foot On the other foot, on the other foot If the shoe was on the other foot On the other foot, on the other foot You'd cha-cha like left foot, yeah, right foot, left stomp I bet you'd be gone at the end of the month, yeah, yeah