Here We Go Trina (Ft. Kelly Rowland)

[Intro]
Look, I ain't got nothin' to say to you
I can't even believe you
You know what? I'm too fly for this shit
You playin' yourself

[Chorus: Kelly Rowland]
Here we go, here we go again
Now you're tellin' me that she is just a friend
Then why she's callin' you at three o'clock in the mornin'?
I can't take this no more, no (No, no, no)
Here we go, here we go again
Now you're tellin' me that she is just a friend
Then why she's callin' you at three o'clock in the mornin'?
I ain't tryna hear it (Not this time)

[Verse 1: Trina]
Look, nigga, what you think this is?
You treat me like a random chick (Uh-huh)
You done forgot who introduced you to rocks
And poppin' all that Cris' an shit
Who let you hit it from the back any way that you like?
And any debts I can pay the price
I thought I was a chick you would make your wife (Damn)
And now a bitch can't even stay the night (You wack)
I can't even look in ya face without wantin' to slap you
Damn, I thank God I ain't get that tattoo
You better thank God I ain't have the strap, boo
You ain't even worth nann trick get at you
Matter fact, Trick, get at dude
I'm convinced I ain't got shit to ask you
And tell the triflin' bitch she can have you
I ain't lookin' at you no more, I'm lookin' past you