Now ain't nobody perfect but I've
(Given everything)
Even past the fact that you lied
(Look what you did to me)
And lonely nights at home when I cried
Baby, I cried, baby, I tried
(But you don't)
Even care about what we had
(And I won't)
Deal with it [unverified]
('Cause I don't)
[Unverified] I think is trash
So I'ma take out the trash
Soon as I find out who she is
Who is this chick that you think's all that?
Trynna steal you away but I ain't havin' that
I'ma put my foot down on home girl's neck
To make her see that
She ain't got shit on me
She ain't got shit on me
She ain't got shit on me
She ain't got shit on me
She ain't got, she ain't got
Oh, so you wanna leave
'Cause you ain't goin'
You're a puppy on a leash
Time to come back home
I done let 'chu out to play
But 'chu ain't playin' fair
You done messy little stray
Bringin' fleas 'round here
So swing batta, batta, batta
Swing mad up at, up at, up at her
Swing batta, batta, batta
Swing mad up at, up at, up at her
Right at up at her at her
Right at up at her at her
All I need to know is who she is
Who is this chick that you think's all that?
Trynna steal you away but I ain't havin' that
I'ma put my foot down on home girl's neck
To make her see that
She ain't got shit on me
She ain't got shit on me
She ain't got shit on me
She ain't got shit on me
She ain't got, she ain't got
(Shit on me)
Does she kiss like me?
Care for ya kids like me?
Keep a secret like me?
Does she cook? Clean?
Do all that things
Can you take her home to momma?
Deal wit 'cha baby momma?
Does she fight like me? Stay fly like me?
Down to ride like me?
No, 'cause she ain't, yeah
Who is this chick that you think's all that
Tryna steal you away but I ain't havin' that
I'ma put my foot down on home girl's neck
To make her see that
She ain't got shit on me
She ain't got shit on me
She ain't got shit on me
She ain't got shit on me
She ain't got, she ain't got
Swing batta, batta, batta
Swing mad up at, up at, up at her
Swing batta, batta, batta
Swing mad up at, up at, up at her
Swing batta, batta, batta
Swing mad up at, up at, up at her
Swing batta, batta, batta
Swing mad up at, up at, up at her
She Ain't Got Video (MV)
Performed By: Letoya Luckett
Language: English
Written by: CORY BOLD, CHRIS N BROWN, LETOYA NICOLE N LUCKETT, ANDRE N MERRITT
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Now ain't nobody perfect but I've
(Given everything)
Even past the fact that you lied
(Look what you did to me)
And lonely nights at home when I cried
Baby, I cried, baby, I tried
(But you don't)
Even care about what we had
(And I won't)
Deal with it [unverified]
('Cause I don't)
[Unverified] I think is trash
So I'ma take out the trash
Soon as I find out who she is
Who is this chick that you think's all that?
Trynna steal you away but I ain't havin' that
I'ma put my foot down on home girl's neck
To make her see that
She ain't got shit on me
She ain't got shit on me
She ain't got shit on me
She ain't got shit on me
She ain't got, she ain't got
Oh, so you wanna leave
'Cause you ain't goin'
You're a puppy on a leash
Time to come back home
I done let 'chu out to play
But 'chu ain't playin' fair
You done messy little stray
Bringin' fleas 'round here
So swing batta, batta, batta
Swing mad up at, up at, up at her
Swing batta, batta, batta
Swing mad up at, up at, up at her
Right at up at her at her
Right at up at her at her
All I need to know is who she is
Who is this chick that you think's all that?
Trynna steal you away but I ain't havin' that
I'ma put my foot down on home girl's neck
To make her see that
She ain't got shit on me
She ain't got shit on me
She ain't got shit on me
She ain't got shit on me
She ain't got, she ain't got
(Shit on me)
Does she kiss like me?
Care for ya kids like me?
Keep a secret like me?
Does she cook? Clean?
Do all that things
Can you take her home to momma?
Deal wit 'cha baby momma?
Does she fight like me? Stay fly like me?
Down to ride like me?
No, 'cause she ain't, yeah
Who is this chick that you think's all that
Tryna steal you away but I ain't havin' that
I'ma put my foot down on home girl's neck
To make her see that
She ain't got shit on me
She ain't got shit on me
She ain't got shit on me
She ain't got shit on me
She ain't got, she ain't got
Swing batta, batta, batta
Swing mad up at, up at, up at her
Swing batta, batta, batta
Swing mad up at, up at, up at her
Swing batta, batta, batta
Swing mad up at, up at, up at her
Swing batta, batta, batta
Swing mad up at, up at, up at her
(Given everything)
Even past the fact that you lied
(Look what you did to me)
And lonely nights at home when I cried
Baby, I cried, baby, I tried
(But you don't)
Even care about what we had
(And I won't)
Deal with it [unverified]
('Cause I don't)
[Unverified] I think is trash
So I'ma take out the trash
Soon as I find out who she is
Who is this chick that you think's all that?
Trynna steal you away but I ain't havin' that
I'ma put my foot down on home girl's neck
To make her see that
She ain't got shit on me
She ain't got shit on me
She ain't got shit on me
She ain't got shit on me
She ain't got, she ain't got
Oh, so you wanna leave
'Cause you ain't goin'
You're a puppy on a leash
Time to come back home
I done let 'chu out to play
But 'chu ain't playin' fair
You done messy little stray
Bringin' fleas 'round here
So swing batta, batta, batta
Swing mad up at, up at, up at her
Swing batta, batta, batta
Swing mad up at, up at, up at her
Right at up at her at her
Right at up at her at her
All I need to know is who she is
Who is this chick that you think's all that?
Trynna steal you away but I ain't havin' that
I'ma put my foot down on home girl's neck
To make her see that
She ain't got shit on me
She ain't got shit on me
She ain't got shit on me
She ain't got shit on me
She ain't got, she ain't got
(Shit on me)
Does she kiss like me?
Care for ya kids like me?
Keep a secret like me?
Does she cook? Clean?
Do all that things
Can you take her home to momma?
Deal wit 'cha baby momma?
Does she fight like me? Stay fly like me?
Down to ride like me?
No, 'cause she ain't, yeah
Who is this chick that you think's all that
Tryna steal you away but I ain't havin' that
I'ma put my foot down on home girl's neck
To make her see that
She ain't got shit on me
She ain't got shit on me
She ain't got shit on me
She ain't got shit on me
She ain't got, she ain't got
Swing batta, batta, batta
Swing mad up at, up at, up at her
Swing batta, batta, batta
Swing mad up at, up at, up at her
Swing batta, batta, batta
Swing mad up at, up at, up at her
Swing batta, batta, batta
Swing mad up at, up at, up at her
Writer: CORY BOLD, CHRIS N BROWN, LETOYA NICOLE N LUCKETT, ANDRE N MERRITT
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.