I'm getting a little tired

Of your broken promises, promises

Lookin' at your pager

Seein' different numbers, numbers

Call you on your cell

You're hangin' with the fellas, fellas

Hangin' with my girls

You always gettin' jealous, jealous



I was with you when

You didn't have no dollas, no dollas

Hangin' at the crib

Chillin' with your momma, your momma

Never fronted you

Never brought the drama, the drama

Now you flip the script

Playa, please



No, I'm not the one

(Say it again, say it again, oh)

No, I'm not the one

(You do or you don't)



[1] - You do or you don't, don't

You will or you won't, won't

No more

No more, baby I'ma do right



You can or you can't, can't

Be a man, be a man, man

No more

No more, baby I'ma do right



You treat me like a lady

When you open doors, doors

But then you wanna front

When you're with your boys, your boys

How you gonna play me

When I bought your clothes, your clothes

The ones that you be wearin'

When you with your hoes, your hoes



I know you never thought

That I would have the nerve, the nerve

Think about it more

Since you at the curb, the curb

Blowin' up my pager

Say you want a chance, a chance

Listen when I say

Playa, please



[Repeat 1]



[2] - No, I'm not the one

(Baby, I'ma do right, do right)

No, I'm not the one

(Baby, I'ma do right, do right)



[Repeat 2]



I just wanna know

What happened to our love

We used to be best friends

Where did it go wrong

When you gonna see

How good it is with me

I'm tired and