Lirik Lagu It's Over Now (Remix) - 112 F/ Shyne, G-Dep
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What is this?Numbers in your pocketI remember when youUsed to throw those things awayWhy do you wanna keep in touch now?Who gave you a reason?To act so shady
Baby you knowYou can call me anytimeAnything you needed I would give it to youOoh, that's how much I care for youYou wanna act nowNever call me back nowTurning off your cell phoneGirl you know that ain't coolYes I don't understand baby
[G-Dep]Ain't no scene my team can't slaughterAin't no cuisine my queen can't orderWe can burn it up, do in on the camcorderLet me hit it from the front till the ** get shortThe Harlem hang glider, hot flow providerHome of the project whores and all nightersNiggas grab your lightersBitches grab your privatesWe break night and take flight, I'm the pilotYou look up into the sky, why am I so highIt must be the Mo and ** mixed with TyThe new Tri State Gregg GanorIf u don't know, this will be a no-brainerMan I get fame like DanaDame with frames, change up ** like I'm changing lanesIn the high octane Range RoverShorty got game - but game over
1 - [112]Baby it's a shame we gotta go through thisWe can't even talkGirl we don't even kissI never would've thoughtWe'd be breaking up like thisBut it's over nowIt's over now
You think that I don't know what's going onCause you're always home aloneAnd I'm always out of townYou need to stop trying to play meCause you can't even fade meI know you're messing around baby
Baby you knowYou can call me anytimeAnything you needed I would give it to youThat's how much I care for you babyYou wanna act nowNever call me back nowTurning off your cell phoneGirl you know that ain't coolOh I don't understand baby
Repeat 1 (2x)
Baby it's a shameA shame that we go throughThe things that we go throughWhen you're in love with meAnd I'm in love with youI think that we should talk about our problemsInstead of running awayOh baby it's a shameWe couldn't work it outForgot what love was all aboutAnd the feelings we had from the startMy heart will always be with you, ohGirl it's over
[Shyne]Comin' straight outta BrooklynTrailor ass nigga with tha NecoNo top on that car, yeah that's me po'She know when she shut the doorWe gon crush on the floor and crush some moreQuit the talking ma, this ain't to interviewI'm trying to get into you, not into YOUCrush your spine, corrupt your mind, ** your mindBrooklyn girls come whine, whineAll day, every dayWhen I say my rod, all they do is prayPlease help me GodI need a broad who can take that chargeWhip that car, flip that hardStuff it all in the braGo raw, runnin' from the lawFake face, rushin' cuts, put it in the jawSnake Nine's and Anne Klein'sPedal to the floorHear the engine rawAnd I'm under the governor
Repeat 1 till end
Baby you knowYou can call me anytimeAnything you needed I would give it to youOoh, that's how much I care for youYou wanna act nowNever call me back nowTurning off your cell phoneGirl you know that ain't coolYes I don't understand baby
[G-Dep]Ain't no scene my team can't slaughterAin't no cuisine my queen can't orderWe can burn it up, do in on the camcorderLet me hit it from the front till the ** get shortThe Harlem hang glider, hot flow providerHome of the project whores and all nightersNiggas grab your lightersBitches grab your privatesWe break night and take flight, I'm the pilotYou look up into the sky, why am I so highIt must be the Mo and ** mixed with TyThe new Tri State Gregg GanorIf u don't know, this will be a no-brainerMan I get fame like DanaDame with frames, change up ** like I'm changing lanesIn the high octane Range RoverShorty got game - but game over
1 - [112]Baby it's a shame we gotta go through thisWe can't even talkGirl we don't even kissI never would've thoughtWe'd be breaking up like thisBut it's over nowIt's over now
You think that I don't know what's going onCause you're always home aloneAnd I'm always out of townYou need to stop trying to play meCause you can't even fade meI know you're messing around baby
Baby you knowYou can call me anytimeAnything you needed I would give it to youThat's how much I care for you babyYou wanna act nowNever call me back nowTurning off your cell phoneGirl you know that ain't coolOh I don't understand baby
Repeat 1 (2x)
Baby it's a shameA shame that we go throughThe things that we go throughWhen you're in love with meAnd I'm in love with youI think that we should talk about our problemsInstead of running awayOh baby it's a shameWe couldn't work it outForgot what love was all aboutAnd the feelings we had from the startMy heart will always be with you, ohGirl it's over
[Shyne]Comin' straight outta BrooklynTrailor ass nigga with tha NecoNo top on that car, yeah that's me po'She know when she shut the doorWe gon crush on the floor and crush some moreQuit the talking ma, this ain't to interviewI'm trying to get into you, not into YOUCrush your spine, corrupt your mind, ** your mindBrooklyn girls come whine, whineAll day, every dayWhen I say my rod, all they do is prayPlease help me GodI need a broad who can take that chargeWhip that car, flip that hardStuff it all in the braGo raw, runnin' from the lawFake face, rushin' cuts, put it in the jawSnake Nine's and Anne Klein'sPedal to the floorHear the engine rawAnd I'm under the governor
Repeat 1 till end
