| [Intro: Danny Boy] | |
| Have mercy.. mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy | |
| Ohhhhh, ohhhhhhh-ohhhh-ohhh.. {*harmonizing*} | |
| Have mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy me | |
| [Twista] | |
| Now, now, when my boo let me break 'em off, freaky when we makin love | |
| I can do shit to you that'll make you shake in lust | |
| Comin through how I be stoppin off, kinky when I make you cum | |
| How could you wanna do shit that'll make me break the trust? | |
| Shoulda knew you were sheisty the way you lick me on my body | |
| And actin shady when I'm out the crib, lightly | |
| Cause somethin bogus just to fight me spite me all in my area | |
| Plus I'm a Sagittarius, you a Pisces | |
| For some reason we be clickin like we on business | |
| But you be on some bullshit | |
| Askin me where I go, what I do, how I kick it | |
| Won't you get with it baby girl, I don't cheat on you and pull shizz | |
| Now who don't wanna roll on, chrome with then go home with | |
| Get you to the crib, give you some grown dick | |
| I let you hold my pounds down, purchasin you phones and fits | |
| How many times I told you, I ain't known shit | |
| But you steady don't listen even though it's your friends that listen | |
| Gotta have trust, but you won't back up on a couple I'll catch you wishin | |
| Claimin that I'm ****in on another bitch and | |
| All in my privacy on no premonition, you trippin | |
| Tell me why do you - doubt a brother, in one ear and out the other | |
| Cause in my shirt you done found number | |
| You steady lurkin while I was up in the shower | |
| Dumpin all of my pants pockets, trippin cause you done found a rubber | |
| And all I gotta say is | |
| [Hook: Danny Boy] | |
| That's not right (that's not right) | |
| Snoopin through my things (you snoopin baby, snoopin baby) | |
| I don't do it to you (I don't do it, I don't do it) | |
| You shouldn't do that to me (I don't do it to you) | |
| That's not right (that's not right) | |
| Snoopin through my things (snooooopin through my things) | |
| I don't do it to you (and I sho' wouldn't do it) | |
| You shouldn't do that to me (I ain't gon' do it to you) | |
| [Danny Boy] | |
| I was sittin in the front just watchin videos | |
| Readin my magazine, my Vibe magazine, yeah | |
| I coulda sworn that I turned my damn 2-Way off | |
| But damn I heard it ring, I think I heard it ring, yeahhh | |
| If it's somethin that you think that's wrong got you feelin insecure | |
| I'm grown - baby let me know, and then I'll let you know | |
| Cause I'm the one that's footin the bills | |
| And I'm not the wrong one, that's for real | |
| You can get your shit and go, gooooo! | |
| [Twista] | |
| Now you don't see me all up in your dresser drawers | |
| You don't see me goin through your Jag | |
| You don't see me in your celli; you don't see me | |
| Searchin through your thongs, and you don't see me though your Gucci bag | |
| Baby you got the shabazz; sometimes you need a swift, kick up the ass | |
| Just to to see how far a foot can go | |
| Would you wash it and took it slow, couldn't though | |
| Pressure cookin low, bitch I hope you find what you lookin fo' | |
| I'm losin focus from ****in witchu, don't get me charged | |
| Come in from a show, my whole closet be picked apart | |
| If anybody should be paranoid in this mother****er it should be me | |
| I'm the one smokin hydro by the jars | |
| You need to leave my stuff alone, go and get some business of your own | |
| Cause me and you ain't spendin precious time together | |
| Baby don't touch mine, I shouldn't need a "don't touch" sign | |
| I ain't explainin nothin, you can find whatever | |
| And all I gotta say is | |
| [Hook] w/ variations | |
| [Twista] | |
| Now when I get up in your ooh-watcha-katcha | |
| Move to the mm-ch-ka mm-ch-ka mm-ahh, don't lie | |
| You peepin the details of my fax, mail and voice mail | |
| And E-mail and why sugar, don't try | |
| To come up with the justification for what you doin | |
| The relationship's about to be ruined for what you persuin | |
| Steadily tryna see who I'm screwin like I'm ****in the nation | |
| It's nothin but hatin that the homies be doin | |
| Spittin rumors all up in your ear, tension in the atmosphere | |
| Baby what's the mission here, listen here | |
| You lookin for numbers and fist in hair | |
| It must be here for a reason so quit before I have to make you disappear | |
| I can do without you pokin through pockets | |
| Prophecy's potent, whatchu peepin fo'? | |
| I hate the way that all this time to tell what I been thinkin | |
| Shoulda told you when I thought about it a week ago | |
| But now I'm tellin you | |
| [Hook] w/ variations | |
| {*Danny Boy ad libs*} | |
| [Hook] w/ variations |
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