Lyrics
Maham:
Damn why you sweatin a brother, Did you ever call the number back since you been trippin like that, You find any excuse to point the finger, hangin up on me to when I run to get the phone and get the ringer, besides how you know it's a girl, talkin bout who's she, who's he hangin up on me tryin to breathe heavy, come on you know you my wifey, you know alot of your girls don't like me, they'll find any excuse to bite me, they probably the ones that's callin drivin you crazy, hangin up on you knowin in five minutes that we'll be brawlin, for real boo, I don't know who be callin, but your girls is plain haters and they swear that they be ballin, and I know you feelin like you busted me, tryin to find grounds to be cuttin me, girl you don't trust me, cause if you did you'd be on my side, stop trippin on that who's she baby and let it ride,
Honey Chorus 2x:
Who's she, is she the number on the caller id,
Who's she, is she the one who be's hangin up on me,
Who's she, is she the one you be eyein when your with me
Who's she, I wanna know who's she
Honey verse2:
I think I been pretty patient baby, don't wanna see you creepin with another lady, late night calls same number I'm seein lately, now you got me sittin here, all alone your never home maybe I should pick up the phone, and call the number that be on my caller id, cause I wanna know, who's she,
Honey chorus 2x:
Maham Chorus:
Who's He, hangin up on me with the blocked Id
Who's He, on the phone talkin low tryin to breathe heavy
Who's He, when I'm out with you he's eyein me, tell me who's he I wanna know who's he,
Honey break:
Boy just stop stutterin and tell her name,
I wanna know why your playin games, why you gotta lie just explain,
Honey Chorus 2x
Maham verse 3:
Come on where the trust at baby, your settin it off worse than a gat, if you took time you's find out where my mind is at, don't mess it up we can go from rags to aspen, forever lovin eachoter excusin eachother when we pss when, don't play me stupid my name ain't Mr. Clever, what up with that, when I'm out the room you checkin my beeper, searchin my pants pocket hopin to glance seven digits, and start bitchin enough breasted aint bringin home no extra chickens, drillin me when I come in, where I been, with what freind, and when I went out you was probably actionin, and when we argue don't tell me you can have your choice of men, cause don't forget mami that we both good lookin, cause not every man is a dog, so give me some respect that you aint shown yet, I don't need a fatal attraction, with the hand on my neck, and if it's like that I'm takin the high round, cause when in doubt, I'll bounce, I'll be that way till I'm old,
Honey Chorus 2x
Maham Chorus 1x
Maham and Honey fade out 6x
Who's she, who's he,
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