(Spoken:)

Remix, Jonell, Def Jam, Method Man

How high?



(Jonell)

Yea yea

All the game that you was spittin

You know that you was trippin

Never thought to see me dippin

But I had to keep missing

Tired of you stressing me

Why dont you let it be

Come around testin me

Fuckin with me mentally

Goodbye

Dont want to see your face no more

So long

Pack your bags want you out the door

Cause

Everytime that I play this rouggy

Time and time again

Its gonna rain

Its gonna rain, its gonna rain, its gonna rain



(Method Man)

Shit there you go again

Flippin on us

One minute we the shit

The next minute you shittin on it

So whats the problem huh?

No wait, let me guess

Just give me some space

And some place to get a load off your chest

Or better yet

You dont get enough attention at home

And when Im gone I dont even think to pick up the phone

Im dead wrong

Now your fed up

Packin my stuff

Fuckin my head up

And I see it in your face right now

You wish Id shut up



(Chorus 2x, Jonell)

Really dont know what you came here for

Round and around we go

Consider your bags outside the door

Round and around we go



(Jonell)

If you dont understand where Im comin from

Then my heart is telling me youre not the one

All the games youre playin, now your lies

Youre not the one for me no more so baby bye-b'bye

Pack your bags and get the steppin

You gotta let it go you need to stop trippin

I hope you dont think Ima let you back in

Cause youse a fool



Chorus



(Jonell)

Dont waste your time

Fooled me once

But not a second time, time

Now its time for you to go away

I packed your bags nothing else for us to say

But.. Byeeee



(Method Man)

I was gutta when you met me

Gutta when you left me

Gutta when you came back

Face it, nothing can change that

Not romance or marriage counselin

You dropped the ball now Im bouncin

Find me a room burn up an ounce in

Waitin for my baby to call

Forgive it all

Or some break-up, some make-up shit

Givin me draws

I adore me amore

But everytime she choose to go to war

Im lookin at the front door



(Jonell)

Today I made up my mind

To get away

Every day, I sit and pray

Everyday, everyday

Toooday I made up my mind

To get away

Every day I sit and pray

Everyday, everday.



Chorus 4x w/ Ad-Libs



(Jonell, as song fades)

Inside out.

Back and forth. (round and around we go)

Round and round. (round and around we go)