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You Ain't There (Radio Edit)"
(C. Tolen)

Hook:
While you be out doin' your thing, somebody's at your crib
Screwin' your queen, you gon' mess up and ruin your dream, a
Nice crib, couple of kids, you and the wifey, but if
You ain't there, I bet another brother might be

Verse One:
Yo, just the other night when you was at the hotel, messing with
Roshelle, thinkin' you could hit it so well, some cat
Was suckin' on your wifey's toenails, toastin' bottles
Of wine, callin' her fine, rockin' her mind, spendin'
Quality time when your presence was needed, she
Let him eat it, she let him freak it, she told him he could
Keep it if he kept it a secret, so to speak, so when you
Ain't there to love her, this brother's on the creep, goin'
Deep in the woman you love, the woman you trust, but
Obviously, you're not at home enough, you used to make her
Moan enough, now you don't show enough attention to her, I
Guess you never really knew her, you never thought she'd let
Another brother do her, you thought she was yours, and yo, she
Was until you started messin' with whores, now somebody
Else is up in them drawers lovin' her down, but is she
Bogus 'cause your love ain't around, I know it makes you sick and
It sounds like it could never happen to you, but don't be
Naïve brother, somebody's tappin' your boo….

Hook:

Verse Two:
You take it lightly, thinkin' she dumb, thinkin' she
Lost it, like she don't know the reason you're exhausted
Why you think she's so quick to squash it, forget about it
You're stupid for just being happy to get up out it
Blindly thinkin' you got her vision clouded, but you're wrong, 'cause while
You're gone, she's getting' it on, probably to ya'lls
Favorite song like "Down Low" by R. Kelly, while he
Hits it from the back and she's layin' flat on her belly, then
Eat her out with peanut butter and jelly, he probably do them
Things you never do, she probably let him spend your cheddar, too, I'm
Tellin' you, don't be so blind to think guys don't be on
Her mind, 'cause if you leave her lonely then I bet she got a
Homey, probably a neighbor that's got some paper
Like the one across the street, you know that cat that floss the jeep
You know your lady's awful sweet and guys be dyin' to
Get it, but fail to see, soon as you leave they steady tryin' to
Hit it, game gets spitted, she starts thinkin', how you
Mess with other girls, so she starts drinkin', now she
Prays to God for the weekend, when you leave, 'cause she's
Got a trick or two up her sleeve, you best believe that….

Hook:
"You Ain't There"
(C. Tolen)

Continued:

Verse Three:
It's highly likely, while I'm kickin' this flame, if
You're with somebody else, somebody's probably trickin' your
Dame, spittin' game, probably lickin' your dame, probably got
Ten inches to stick in your dame, so don't be mad when she don't
Kiss you the same and then expects you to like, the way her
Head hurts and she don't wanna sex you tonight, don't want her
Love juices to wet you tonight, she wanna be left all
Alone, so after you leave, she can call Tyrone
So while you hit that broad you bone with a guilty conscious
She still at home, but most likely getting' packed with monster
Spinnin' you like Blanca, thinkin' she's all alone
Never would you think to call home, see ya'll silly brothers
Got it all wrong thinkin' you're playas and macks, never
Thinkin' your woman's playin' you back, it don't matter how much
Paper you stack or how many cars you got, if your broad is
Hot and you ain't takin' care of biz, somebody is, so to
The brothers who got a wiz and wanna keep her happy, better
Take care of the nappy 'fore your mami be callin' some other
Brother pappy, makin' it known that you don't own this, so
To the playas that condone this, play at your own risk….

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