ciara
pull up your pants just like em’
take out the trash just like em’
getting ya cash like ’em fast like ’em
girl you outta act like ya dig what i’m talkin’ bout’
security codes on everything
on vibrate so your phone don’t ever ring joint account
and another one he don’t know about
pre
wish we could switch up the roles
and i could be that
tell you i love you but when you call i never get back
would you ask them questions like me
like where you be at
’cause i’m out four in the morning
on the corner rolling doing my own thing oh
what if i
had a thing on the side
made ya cry
would the rules change up
or would they still apply
if i played you like a toy
sometimes i wish i could act like a boy
postcorus
can’t be getting mad
what you mad
can’t handle that
can’t be getting mad
what you mad
can’t handle that
girl go ‘head and be just like ’em
go run the streets just like ’em
come home and sleep like em’
creep like em’
front with ya friends
act hard when you’re with em’ like em’ what
keep a straight face when ya tell a lie
always keep an airtight alibi keep him in the dark
what he don’t know won’t break his heart
pre
wish we could switch up the roles
and i could be that
tell you i love you but when you call i never get back
would you ask them questions like me
like where you be at
’cause i’m out four in the morning
on the corner rolling doing my own thing oh
what if i
had a thing on the side
made ya cry
would the rules change up
or would they still apply
if i played you like a toy
sometimes i wish i could act like a boy
post
can’t be getting mad
what you mad
can’t handle that
can’t be getting mad
what you mad
can’t handle that
can’t be getting mad
what you mad
can’t handle that
can’t be getting mad
what you mad
can’t handle that
if i was always gone
with the sun getting home would ya like that
told you i was with my crew
when i knew it wasn’t true would ya like that
if i act like you
walk a mile off in yo shoes would ya like that
i’m messing with your head again
dose of your own medicine
what if i
had a thing on the side what if i
made ya cry
would the rules change up
or would they still apply
if i played you like a toy
sometimes i wish i could act like a boy
post
can’t be getting mad
what you mad
can’t handle that
can’t be getting mad
what you mad
can’t handle that
can’t be getting mad
what you mad
can’t handle that
can’t be getting mad
what you mad
can’t handle that
interlude
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it’s the clutch
if i played you it’s ciara ha ha
would yo like that
had friends
would you like that it’s ciara ha ha
never call
would you like that another one
hell naw
you wouldn’t like that
no
pre
what you mad
can’t handle that
what if i made you cry
why you getting mad
what you mad
can’t handle that
would they still apply
what if i
if i played you like a toy
made ya cry
sometimes i wish i could act like a boy
can’t handle that
Artist: Ciara
Year: 2007
Decade: 00s
Language: en
Word Count: 334