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I was hangin' wit da fellas
Saw you wit your new boyfriend
It made me jealous
I was hopin' that I'd never see you wit him
But it's all good 'cause I'm glad that I met him
Ha
'Cause now I know the competition's very slim
To none
And I can tell by lookin' that he's not
The one
He's not the type you said you like
His style's wack, clothes are bad
C'mon girl, let him go, I want you back

Call me a hater if you want to
But I only hate on him 'cause I want you
Say I'm trippin' if you feel like
But you without me ain't right
Can say I'm crazy if you want to
That's true, crazy 'bout you
You can say I'm breakin' down inside 'cause I
Can see you with another guy

It makes me ill
To see you give
Love and attention at his will
You can imagine how it makes me feel
To see you with him
Oh it makes me ill
To see you give
Love and attention at his will
You can imagine how it makes me feel
To see you with him


Girl, I know that we broke up
But that doesn't mean you should give the cold shoulder
'Cause you know that I really do adore ya
And that other guy can't do nothin' for ya
See
I can tell that you don't really love
That guy
But there's no need for you to go and waste
Your time
I think you know I love you more
Girl you gotta let him go
I want you so just give him the boot

Call me a hater if you want to
But I only hate on him 'cause I want you
Say I'm trippin' if you feel like
But you without me ain't right
Can say I'm crazy if you want to
That's true, crazy 'bout you
You can say I'm breakin' down inside 'cause I
Can see you with another guy

It makes me ill
To see you give
Love and attention at his will
You can imagine how it makes me feel
To see you with him
Oh it makes me ill
To see you give
Love and attention at his will
You can imagine how it makes me feel
To see you with him

Ohhh
It makes me ill 'cause she used to be my girl, my girl
It makes me ill 'cause she used to be my girl, my girl
So baby come back to me

It makes me ill
To see you give
Love and attention at his will
You can imagine how it makes me feel
To see you with him
Oh it makes me ill
To see you give
Love and attention at his will
You can imagine how it makes me feel
To see you with him

Baby it makes me ill
To see you give
Love and attention at his will
You can imagine how it makes me feel
To see you with him
Oh it makes me ill
To see you give
Love and attention at his will
You can imagine how it makes me feel
To see you with him

Oh oh oh . . .

What
We gone and done it again
Mercy . . .

It's gravy baby