[Verse 1]
Mister first-class baller (ooh)
I got a few things to say to you (ok)
Right now you're getting on my nerves
With your trickin' bad habit issues (mm-hmm)
I'm sure if I was with you
No doubt I would be laced up
But I got a term paper due
Don't get it confused
My mind is on other things not you
[Chorus]
You can go home
Run your phone bill up
Run your cell phone up
You don't 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 don't get none
Stop trying to use cash
To get you some ass
Face the facts
Nigga, you ain't gonna get none
Mister first-class baller (ooh)
I got a few things to say to you (ok)
Right now you're getting on my nerves
With your trickin' bad habit issues (mm-hmm)
I'm sure if I was with you
No doubt I would be laced up
But I got a term paper due
Don't get it confused
My mind is on other things not you
[Chorus]
You can go home
Run your phone bill up
Run your cell phone up
You don't 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 don't get none
Stop trying to use cash
To get you some ass
Face the facts
Nigga, you ain't gonna get none
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