[Phone Rings]
(Hello?) 
(Hey is she home yet?) 
(No, she's not home yet) 
(All right, thanks) 
Try to get you on the phone 
But your mother always says you're gone 
And you [bad word] home 
Girl I'm sleeping alone 
Try to get you on the line 
And ask you to be mine 
But you're so hard to find 
Girl I'm sleeping alone 

Baby girl she makes the good motion 
Make no mistake she's deep as the ocean 
Jake never sleeps in the heart of the city 
And God'll never make another woman this pretty 
And I can never guess why she even messed wit' me 
Word to P.Diddy 
I treated her [bad word] 
I'm sick of cliches like opposites attract 
When they drop the [bad word] track 
Screaming [bad word] back" 
Reality bites like pit bull fights 
I jump outta bed and throw on my lights 
Your clothes are all gone 
And you ain't there 
And your makeup drawer is empty 
I found an old picture of you washing your hair 
And now we ain't even friendly 

Try to get you on the phone 
But your mother always says you're gone 
And you [bad word] home 
Girl I'm sleeping alone 
Try to get you on the line 
And beg you to be mine 
But you're so hard to find 
Girl I'm sleeping alone 

Ain't too many kids that bang like this shorty 
She'll sip champagne  [bad word] drink a forty 
Got a smell that intice 
Dress kinda sporty 
In public she's nice 
In private she's naughty 
I had every man's dream in the palm of my hand 
And [bad word] it all up like the Taliban 
She left town with my ring and wrecked all our plans 
And I don't even care about the fifty grand 
Man the [bad word] with the cash cause that ain't the point 
We used to sit around and laugh as we smokin' the joint 
We used to watch TV and eat chicken wings 
We had tickle fights 
We did the wild things 
Now I'm all alone up in my room 
This house is feelin' empty 
We used to talk about being bride and groom 
And now we ain't even friendly 

Try to get you on the phone 
But your mother always says you're gone 
And you [bad word] home 
Girl I'm sleeping alone 
Try to get you on the line 
And beg you to be mine 
But you're so hard to find 
Girl I'm sleeping alone 

Me corazon  [bad word]  home 
The sweetest thing I've ever known 
Turned off her phone 
Left me alone 
The pain that cuts down to the bone 
It can't be fixed 
Scars don't heal 
None of these chiks out here is real 
Some of these chicks got  appeal 
But their souls [bad word] up empty 
Put me in the mix, girl, what's the deal? 
All I'm trying to be is friendly 

Try to get you on the phone 
But your mother always says you're gone 
And you [bad word] home 
Girl I'm sleeping alone 
Try to get you on the line 
And beg you to be mine 
But you're so hard to find 
Girl I'm sleeping alone