Verse 1: Ay yo, I got a resolution...This year I'm playing right No six fifteen this year, you can stay the night We can go bowling, it ain't like before Can't y'all see that I'm growing? I was so immature I was young and having money Having honeys come to the crib Thinkin' they shit and they couldn't get cab money from me Some bad chicks didn't get pass the bridge I went to One Trump Plaza on their asses' No room service just snacks and shit Work with those Lil' Debbies and when your done get ready The chicks I was fiendin' to smash Let 'em lean on the cash, will take 'em on long trips Break 'em with long dick There was no such thing as strong relationships But I'm off that playa shit I need a chick that practice Tai Chi...that still can buy weed And can give me some good head, and I'll make her a mind me You hear me?
(Hook:) [Jay-Z] (Amil) (Hey papi) [Even if they don't understand the flow They understand the dough My ladies going (Hey papi) Promise you'll never let me go Promise you'll never leave me Promise we'll grow, they sayin]
Verse 2: I was the worse...I use to switch chicks every day Had niggas mad for real like, "I wish he was gay" Cause they knew...sooner or later hun was gettin' with Jay Just a...matter of time she was gettin' with Jay I'll have your chick in the summer tropics sippin' on 'zae Spittin' up in the Pacifics smoking spliffs in the shade She used to love ya, but she feeling different today You used to smother her, look at your honey slippin' away Consorting with hustlers, niggas that be giving her space She said...she feel free when she's around me I'm letting her do her and in turn she's doing me She on the phone with her friends like how cool is he
(Hook:) [Jay-Z] (Amil) (Hey papi) [Even if they don't understand the flow They understand the dough My ladies going (Hey papi) Promise you'll never let me go Promise you'll never leave me Promise we'll grow, they sayin']
[Verse 3] I was nice to girls, but that wasn't the Shawn they felt They said the Coupe was alright, but they didn't like the seat belts I looked tight...they told me "Loosen up", run a couple of lights Spank'em, pull their hair...just don't treat'em so nice Left me confused, I messed wit chicks that was best when abused Nice guys finish last wit they special set of rules And me? I over did it. All chovanistic, would treat'em...so vicious Would stroke...but won't kiss it, but now...I'm tryna flow different I'm tryna cool it now. I'm tryna plant a seed, start a new addition I'm sick of chasin chickens... Sick of every other...city we go...same ol' hoes