That's My S**t (Radio Edit)-The-Dream/T.I.

You try to make her wyle out I just make her wyle out WYLE OUT She don't love you cause if she did She wouldn't be all on my phone right now like that's my dick Ni**a she don't love you cause if she did She wouldn't be all in the club reppin' like she my b**ch Ni**a that's my sh*t, you can't stand it but that's my sh*t Don't need to be dramatic but that's my sh*t Let a ni**a try to come behind me She met you while tryna find me Try to nevermind me Ain't gotta remind me boy that's my sh*t You try to make her wyle out, I just make her wyle out (turn up) I put that p**sy in the rain, you put that p**sy in a drought I make her wanna stay, you just make her wanna leave She want me to put a ring on it, but you, she don't wanna be seen We've been places that you'll never, ever, ever go Don't know sh*t about her that you'll never, ever know I know how to push that button, trust me y'all just f**kin' And you gon say that you don't care but I know you give a f**k (ni**a) I call and she comin', you call, hit the button Love it when I shove in and I have it all in her stomach You the type "The hell, why you ain't call me or nothin'" Man I wouldn't have the b**ch in the mall with me for nothin' You can keep the petty conversation We know two words, orgasm and penetration Big dawg, ball to the wall, goin' all in Send her a** back to ya, hope you fall in Kick it with her ratchet friends, you took all ten of 'em with you to the club and got 'em all in, scrub Bet anything you would give one day To know the life that a real ni**a live one day Know what it like when ni**a f**k with you for real for running yay That can still hit the streets and get a mil in one day So bet, bet if she met the King, the only thing you could be, Is the next best thing ni**a