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Get None Lyrics - Tamar - Tamar

Turn it up, uh, uh, uh, uh, naw, naw 

 

Just 'cause you tricked a little dope tonight 

That dont mean youre taking me home tonight 

Just 'cause you tricked a little dope tonight 

That dont mean youre taking me home tonight 

 

Mr. First Class Baller 

Ive got a few things to say to you 

Right now youre getting on my nerves 

With your tricking bad habit issues 

 

Now Im sure if I was with you 

No doubt I would be laced up 

But I gotta term paper due, dont get it confused 

My mind is on other things not you 

 

You can go home, run your phone bill up 

Dial your cell phone but you dont get none 

You can page me all you want but I won't call back 

Oh, no, you won't get none 

You can buy me diamonds, nice trips on the beach 

But you still dont get none 

Stop trying to use cash to get you some ass 

Face the facts nigga you aint gonna get none 

 

I aint a part time lover 

Theres a couple things I just dont do 

I wont be no hoe, just drop my clothes 

And all the silly things youre used to 

 

So if you stepping, approach me like a lady 

Or there is no me at all 

I take my time, won't cross the line 

Until I really know, oh no Ive seen your type before 

 

You think you got so much game 

Money is everything and thats all I need to be happy 

Soon youre gonna see thats not how it should be 

Until that day, boy you get nothing 

 

Okay, if its going like that let it go like this 

Why you all up in the corner with me drinking my Cris' 

Straight laughing, talking, leading me on 

 

Huh? No that was your ass reading me wrong 

Now ma, come on, you act like Im the broke type 

You cant be serious 

 

What? Acting like Im the hoe type 

Just 'cause you tricked a little dope tonight 

That dont mean that you taking me home tonight 

 

Shit is that right? 

Thats right, get your act tight 

And press your brakes, put on your back lights 

 

But what you saying, Im playing 

And I aint gonna get it 

Im the man girl look at how quick I got your digits 

 

Oh, thats just my pager 

I know that, but Im saying 

 

But if you know that, you know I aint got to call you back 

Popping Cris' all night like I'ma fall for that 

(Uh, huh) 

You need more that to pull a ballers act nigga 

(Turn it up) 

 

You can go home, run your phone bill up 

Dial your cell phone but you dont get none 

You can page me all you want but I won't call back 

Oh, no, you won't get none 

You can buy me diamonds, nice trips on the beach 

But you still dont get none 

Stop trying to use cash to get you some ass 

Face the facts nigga you aint gonna get none 

 

You can go home, run your phone bill up 

Dial your cell phone but you dont get none 

You can page me all you want but I won't call back 

Oh, no, you won't get none 

You can buy me diamonds, nice trips on the beach 

But you still dont get none 

Stop trying to use cash to get you some ass 

Face the facts nigga you aint gonna get none 

 

You can go home, run your phone bill up 

Dial your cell phone but you dont get none 

You can page me all you want but I won't call back 

Oh, no, you won't get none 

You can buy me diamonds, nice trips on the beach 

But you still dont get none 

Stop trying to use cash to get you some ass 

Face the facts nigga you aint gonna get none 

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