Hey there, brother, watch your little lady
She's a little faster than you think
Hey there, brother, watch your little lady
She'll be sneaking 'round every time you blink
Now I don't know how she got my number
But she been calling all through the summer
Saying she really need to see you brother
Now don't that make you wonder?
Hey there, brother, hey there, brother
Hey there, brother, watch your little momma
She's a little handful, yes, she is
Hey there brother, watch your little momma
She got herself a handful, yes, she did
Can't you see you're getting played, you fool?
She's letting everybody take it as cool
All up in the backyard shooting pool
And I don't mean to sound cruel
But hey there, brother, hey there, brother
Hey there, brother, look what she's doing to you
Hey there, brother, she's playing you for a fool
Hey there, brother, look what she's doing to you
Hey there, brother
Hey there, brother, what's with your girlfriend?
She ain't being loyal, no, she ain't
Hey there, brother, what's with your girlfriend?
You should hear the things that she's been saying
Well, the word on the street is that it won't be long
Before she packs up and moves on
She's just using you like a comb
Now don't you think it's wrong?
Hey there, brother, hey there, brother
Ooh, hey there, brother, look what she's doing to you
Hey there, brother, she's playing you for a fool
Hey there, brother
Writer(s): Leon Michels, Aloe Blacc, Nicholas Movshon, Jeffrey Silverman
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