| Song | Beware |
| Artist | Big Sean |
| Artist | Lil Wayne |
| Artist | Jhene Aiko |
| Album | Bravo Black Hits Vol.29 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [Chorus — Big Sean + Jhene Aiko:] | |
| When you said it was over you shot right through my heart | |
| Why you let these hoes tear what we had right apart? | |
| Ooh, I was so mad; I could've seen this coming right from the start | |
| You should beware, beware, beware of a woman with a broken heart | |
| [Big Sean] | |
| Praying to a sky all black | |
| Looking at the stars like they finna talk back (whoa) | |
| Looking at my phone like she finna call back (whoa) | |
| But last night I feel like probably ended all that | |
| Cause by now she would've sent a text in all caps | |
| Then another one tryna take it all back | |
| Saying ****** you, I miss you or I hate you so much | |
| Cause girls only say "hate you" to the guys that they love | |
| I know, I know, I know the highs, the lows | |
| It comes and goes; you say "be real" I try, I don't | |
| Cause you take anything and just make it everything | |
| Kept my phone on silent ever since you got a ring (funny right?) | |
| And I never cheated (I mean, maybe once, twice) | |
| But one time don't change everything | |
| She ask why I don't feel the same, I'm still the same | |
| She's still insane and now she's saying | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [Big Sean] | |
| Okay, skeet, smoke, sleep, call | |
| Miss, text, woke, spoke | |
| Lie, feel, Lisa, ill (ewww) | |
| Time, kill, months, still | |
| I got somebody baby mama calling me daddy (got me) | |
| I drank too much, please call me a cabby (swerve) | |
| Penthouse after party hoes want that addy (swerve) | |
| ****** they can ride with us, crawl in a Caddy | |
| Third row is when you call, I hit cancel | |
| Really? I hit answer, ****** I hate when that happens | |
| Phone in my pocket for the whole night | |
| And you heard ******es screamin' til my phone died | |
| Then she text me like "why you still talk to my mama?" | |
| How the ****** you run around with condoms? | |
| Why you make me get this tattoo? Man, ****** this tattoo | |
| You the reason I wasn't single in college | |
| What, all because I had you? ****** I don't even have you | |
| How am I supposed to get past you? | |
| And she called the next guy spillin' some real *******t | |
| Now they problems he got to deal with | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [Lil Wayne] | |
| Girl, don't believe them hoes | |
| Cause they don't wanna see us together | |
| And you already know you're too fly | |
| But baby, don't get your hair caught in the propellers | |
| I be tryna tell her these hoes is jealous | |
| You know they never like it when you never say never | |
| Long hair, red bone, but her ******* is hairless | |
| Muah, I french kiss it like we in Paris | |
| I be screaming out, "Ain't no woman like the one I got!" | |
| But she be always worryin' about the one I ****** | |
| She said it's gonna be me, myself and I | |
| Damn, that'd make me a one-eyed ****** | |
| Schh, I was so mad | |
| Damn, you used to ride a ****** like a moped | |
| Schh, but players ****** up, my bad | |
| And just to keep from crying, I laughed | |
| [Chorus:] | |
| When you said it was over you shot right through my heart (Tunechi) | |
| Why you let these hoes tear what we had right apart? | |
| Ooh, I was so mad; I could've seen this coming right from the start (damn) | |
| You should beware, beware, beware of a woman with a broken heart | |
| [Outro 2x — Jhene Aiko:] | |
| ...Baby | |
| Last time calling me baby | |
| Last time calling me crazy, crazy, crazy |
| Chorus Big Sean Jhene Aiko: | |
| When you said it was over you shot right through my heart | |
| Why you let these hoes tear what we had right apart? | |
| Ooh, I was so mad I could' ve seen this coming right from the start | |
| You should beware, beware, beware of a woman with a broken heart | |
| Big Sean | |
| Praying to a sky all black | |
| Looking at the stars like they finna talk back whoa | |
| Looking at my phone like she finna call back whoa | |
| But last night I feel like probably ended all that | |
| Cause by now she would' ve sent a text in all caps | |
| Then another one tryna take it all back | |
| Saying you, I miss you or I hate you so much | |
| Cause girls only say " hate you" to the guys that they love | |
| I know, I know, I know the highs, the lows | |
| It comes and goes you say " be real" I try, I don' t | |
| Cause you take anything and just make it everything | |
| Kept my phone on silent ever since you got a ring funny right? | |
| And I never cheated I mean, maybe once, twice | |
| But one time don' t change everything | |
| She ask why I don' t feel the same, I' m still the same | |
| She' s still insane and now she' s saying | |
| Chorus | |
| Big Sean | |
| Okay, skeet, smoke, sleep, call | |
| Miss, text, woke, spoke | |
| Lie, feel, Lisa, ill ewww | |
| Time, kill, months, still | |
| I got somebody baby mama calling me daddy got me | |
| I drank too much, please call me a cabby swerve | |
| Penthouse after party hoes want that addy swerve | |
| they can ride with us, crawl in a Caddy | |
| Third row is when you call, I hit cancel | |
| Really? I hit answer, I hate when that happens | |
| Phone in my pocket for the whole night | |
| And you heard es screamin' til my phone died | |
| Then she text me like " why you still talk to my mama?" | |
| How the you run around with condoms? | |
| Why you make me get this tattoo? Man, this tattoo | |
| You the reason I wasn' t single in college | |
| What, all because I had you? I don' t even have you | |
| How am I supposed to get past you? | |
| And she called the next guy spillin' some real t | |
| Now they problems he got to deal with | |
| Chorus | |
| Lil Wayne | |
| Girl, don' t believe them hoes | |
| Cause they don' t wanna see us together | |
| And you already know you' re too fly | |
| But baby, don' t get your hair caught in the propellers | |
| I be tryna tell her these hoes is jealous | |
| You know they never like it when you never say never | |
| Long hair, red bone, but her is hairless | |
| Muah, I french kiss it like we in Paris | |
| I be screaming out, " Ain' t no woman like the one I got!" | |
| But she be always worryin' about the one I | |
| She said it' s gonna be me, myself and I | |
| Damn, that' d make me a oneeyed | |
| Schh, I was so mad | |
| Damn, you used to ride a like a moped | |
| Schh, but players up, my bad | |
| And just to keep from crying, I laughed | |
| Chorus: | |
| When you said it was over you shot right through my heart Tunechi | |
| Why you let these hoes tear what we had right apart? | |
| Ooh, I was so mad I could' ve seen this coming right from the start damn | |
| You should beware, beware, beware of a woman with a broken heart | |
| Outro 2x Jhene Aiko: | |
| ... Baby | |
| Last time calling me baby | |
| Last time calling me crazy, crazy, crazy |
| Chorus Big Sean Jhene Aiko: | |
| When you said it was over you shot right through my heart | |
| Why you let these hoes tear what we had right apart? | |
| Ooh, I was so mad I could' ve seen this coming right from the start | |
| You should beware, beware, beware of a woman with a broken heart | |
| Big Sean | |
| Praying to a sky all black | |
| Looking at the stars like they finna talk back whoa | |
| Looking at my phone like she finna call back whoa | |
| But last night I feel like probably ended all that | |
| Cause by now she would' ve sent a text in all caps | |
| Then another one tryna take it all back | |
| Saying you, I miss you or I hate you so much | |
| Cause girls only say " hate you" to the guys that they love | |
| I know, I know, I know the highs, the lows | |
| It comes and goes you say " be real" I try, I don' t | |
| Cause you take anything and just make it everything | |
| Kept my phone on silent ever since you got a ring funny right? | |
| And I never cheated I mean, maybe once, twice | |
| But one time don' t change everything | |
| She ask why I don' t feel the same, I' m still the same | |
| She' s still insane and now she' s saying | |
| Chorus | |
| Big Sean | |
| Okay, skeet, smoke, sleep, call | |
| Miss, text, woke, spoke | |
| Lie, feel, Lisa, ill ewww | |
| Time, kill, months, still | |
| I got somebody baby mama calling me daddy got me | |
| I drank too much, please call me a cabby swerve | |
| Penthouse after party hoes want that addy swerve | |
| they can ride with us, crawl in a Caddy | |
| Third row is when you call, I hit cancel | |
| Really? I hit answer, I hate when that happens | |
| Phone in my pocket for the whole night | |
| And you heard es screamin' til my phone died | |
| Then she text me like " why you still talk to my mama?" | |
| How the you run around with condoms? | |
| Why you make me get this tattoo? Man, this tattoo | |
| You the reason I wasn' t single in college | |
| What, all because I had you? I don' t even have you | |
| How am I supposed to get past you? | |
| And she called the next guy spillin' some real t | |
| Now they problems he got to deal with | |
| Chorus | |
| Lil Wayne | |
| Girl, don' t believe them hoes | |
| Cause they don' t wanna see us together | |
| And you already know you' re too fly | |
| But baby, don' t get your hair caught in the propellers | |
| I be tryna tell her these hoes is jealous | |
| You know they never like it when you never say never | |
| Long hair, red bone, but her is hairless | |
| Muah, I french kiss it like we in Paris | |
| I be screaming out, " Ain' t no woman like the one I got!" | |
| But she be always worryin' about the one I | |
| She said it' s gonna be me, myself and I | |
| Damn, that' d make me a oneeyed | |
| Schh, I was so mad | |
| Damn, you used to ride a like a moped | |
| Schh, but players up, my bad | |
| And just to keep from crying, I laughed | |
| Chorus: | |
| When you said it was over you shot right through my heart Tunechi | |
| Why you let these hoes tear what we had right apart? | |
| Ooh, I was so mad I could' ve seen this coming right from the start damn | |
| You should beware, beware, beware of a woman with a broken heart | |
| Outro 2x Jhene Aiko: | |
| ... Baby | |
| Last time calling me baby | |
| Last time calling me crazy, crazy, crazy |