(Chorus - 2X) I'm chilling with my broad, and you already know And if you wanna reach me, hit me on the down low If I don't call back, don't put on a show When I pass by your house and blow, instead of knocking on your do' (H.A.W.K.) You know that opposites attract, and hoes choose macs And how some girls act, when playas don't call em back Why is that, is it cause I'm hard to ignore The kind of man you adore, but already spoken for Or, are you caught up in the fame Holding your head in shame, cause you don't know my real name Who's to blame, cause it ain't my fault It's another lesson taught, when you fucking with H.A.W.K. Caught up in the rapture, wasn't hard to catch you With my heavy weight frame and my 6-4 stature I snatched you, whatever this game planned Wanted me to be a man, but I had other plans It was a one night stand, now the shit hit the fan Everytime you see a nigga, you wanna hold my hand Girl you don't understand, that you not my type I got a wife, and you're just my late night hype (Chorus - 2X) (H.A.W.K.) Now I admit I was wrong, for leading you on The long talks on the phone, you thought our bond was strong But my woman's at home, so girl leave me alone And all the plans you had for us, they been postponed Now I ain't being rude, I'm just a type of dude Buy you a little food, and get you into the mood Now we're both in the nude, catching an attitude Acting crude and shrude, and showing no gratitude You broke all the rules, and I'm glad I peeped it You couldn't be like Victoria, and keep this secret You wasting your time, cause you star 69 but the cell phone I called you on, ain't even mine It was strictly bump and grind, cause that's how I play You said you didn't mind, so I behaved this way It was just the other day, when you said this And why you think I act funny, when you ask for a kiss (you silly bitch) (Chorus - 2X) (H.A.W.K.) Now you rubbing me, kissing and hugging me Infatuated with the thug in me You say you loving me, the situation's getting ug-ly Got your partnas mean mugging me Girl you bugging me, getting on my last nerve And then you wonder why, you got kicked to the curb You puzzled like crosswords, and asking me to choose Either you or my wife, girl you know you'd lose Now your ass got the blues, rich goody to-shoe Sitting there all confused, feeling like you been used Your privilege is world view, and now you know Instead of knocking on your do, I'ma pass by and blow Gotta go gotta go, gotta chill with my broad So I toots my horn, since you been acting fraud I hit you with the raw, and you went outrageous Should of warned you though, that my love is contagious (Chorus - 2X)