Phone*Rings (Hello*
)?(Hey
is she home yet )?(No
she's, not home yet) (All
right thanks), Try
to get you on the phone But
your mother always says you're gone And
you ain't coming home Girl
I'm sleeping alone Try
to get you on the line And
ask you to be mine But
you're so hard to find Girl
I'm sleeping alone Baby
girl she makes the good motion Make
no mistake she's deep as the ocean Jake
never sleeps in the heart of the city And
God'll never make another woman this pretty And
I can never guess why she even messed wit' me Word
to P Diddy. I
treated her shitty I'm
sick of cliches like opposites attract When
they drop the drum track Screaming
"Baby come back" Reality
bites like pit bull fights I
jump outta bed and throw on my lights Your
clothes are all gone And
you ain't there And
your makeup drawer is empty I
found an old picture of you washing your hair And
now we ain't even friendly Try
to get you on the phone But
your mother always says you're gone And
you ain't coming home Girl
I'm sleeping alone Try
to get you on the line And
beg you to be mine But
you're so hard to find Girl
I'm sleeping alone Ain't
too many kids that bang like this shorty She'll
sip champagne She'll
come drink a forty Got
a smell that intice Dress
kinda sporty In
public she's nice In
private she's naughty I
had every man's dream in the palm of my hand And
f d****it all up like the Taliban She
left town with my ring and wrecked all our plans And
I don't even care about the fifty grand Man
the hell with the cash cause that ain't the point We
used to sit around and laugh as we smokin' the joint We
used to watch tv and eat chicken wings We
had tickle fights We
did the wild things Now
I'm all alone up in my room This
house is feelin' empty We
used to talk about being bride and groom And
now we ain't even friendly Try
to get you on the phone But
your mother always says you're gone And
you ain't coming home Girl
I'm sleeping alone Try
to get you on the line And
beg you to be mine But
you're so hard to find Girl
I'm sleeping alone Me
corazon Ain't
comin' home The
sweetest thing I've ever known Turned
off her phone Left
me alone The
pain that cuts down to the bone It
can't be fixed Scars
don't heal None
of these chiks out here is real Some
of these chicks got s appeal** But
their souls all come up empty Put
me in the mix girl, what's, the deal All?
I'm trying to be is friendly Try
to get you on the phone But
your mother always says you're gone And
you ain't coming home Girl
I'm sleeping alone Try
to get you on the line And
beg you to be mine But
you're so hard to find Girl
I'm sleeping alone