[Intro: Trina & Kelly Rowland Adlibs] I aint got nothin ta say to you I'm too fly for this s**t
That she is just a friend At 3 o'clock in tha mornin (I can't take this no more)
That she is just a friend At 3 o'clock in tha mornin
You treat me like a random chick You done forgot who introduced you to rocks And poppin all that cris an s**t Who letchu hit it from tha back And any debts I can pay tha price I thought I was a chick you would make your wife And now a b***h can't even stay tha night (You wack) I can't even look in ya face Witout wantin ta slap you Damn I thank God I aint get that tatoo You betta thank God I aint have tha strap boo You aint even worth that trick get at chu And tell tha trifflin b***h I aint lookin atchu no more
That she is just a friend At 3 o'clock in tha mornin (I can't take this no more)
That she is just a friend At 3 o'clock in tha mornin
When ma girl came through wit tha news All I did was think about me and you like damn (Damn) What a chick gotta do to get wit a real ***a That know how to stay true like man (Man) No more quarter ta eights You betta hop on a bus or a cab Can't believe how many years Tha baddest b***h put up witch yo dusty a** (Yeah) Now you know that I'm tha queen of Miami (Uh huh) All that loud talkin, lying Save that s**t for ya man (Ha.. Ha) Sounds like blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah (talk too much) I'm like uh huh, okay, wassup, shut up