It's over Now (Remix) [feat. Prodigy]

歌詞

What is this? Numbers in your pocket I remember when you Used to throw those things away Why do you wanna keep in touch now? Who gave you a reason? To act so shady Baby you know You can call me anytime Anything you needed I would give it to you Ooh, that's how much I care for you You wanna act now Never call me back now Turning off your cell phone Girl you know that ain't cool Yes I don't understand baby (G-Dep) Ain't no scene my team can't slaughter Ain't no cuisine my queen can't order We can burn it up, do in on the camcorder Let me hit it from the front till the ** get short The Harlem hang glider, hot flow provider Home of the project whores and all nighters Niggas grab your lighters Bitches grab your privates We break night and take flight, I'm the pilot You look up into the sky, why am I so high It must be the Mo and ** mixed with Ty The new Tri State Gregg Ganor If u don't know, this will be a no-brainer Man I get fame like Dana Dame with frames, change up ** like I'm changing lanes In the high octane Range Rover Shorty got game - but game over 1 - (112) Baby it's a shame we gotta go through this We can't even talk Girl we don't even kiss I never would've thought We'd be breaking up like this But it's over now It's over now You think that I don't know what's going on Cause you're always home alone And I'm always out of town You need to stop trying to play me Cause you can't even fade me I know you're messing around baby Baby you know You can call me anytime Anything you needed I would give it to you That's how much I care for you baby You wanna act now Never call me back now Turning off your cell phone Girl you know that ain't cool Oh I don't understand baby Repeat 1 (2x) Baby it's a shame A shame that we go through The things that we go through When you're in love with me And I'm in love with you I think that we should talk about our problems Instead of running away Oh baby it's a shame We couldn't work it out Forgot what love was all about And the feelings we had from the start My heart will always be with you, oh Girl it's over (Shyne) Comin' straight outta Brooklyn Trailor ass nigga with tha Neco No top on that car, yeah that's me po' She know when she shut the door We gon crush on the floor and crush some more Quit the talking ma, this ain't to interview I'm trying to get into you, not into YOU Crush your spine, corrupt your mind, ** your mind Brooklyn girls come whine, whine All day, every day When I say my rod, all they do is pray Please help me God I need a broad who can take that charge Whip that car, flip that hard Stuff it all in the bra Go raw, runnin' from the law Fake face, rushin' cuts, put it in the jaw Snake Nine's and Anne Klein's Pedal to the floor Hear the engine raw And I'm under the governor Repeat 1 till end