I'm so confused
I don't know what to do
But I gotta be a womon
I gotta get over you

I think I saw your baby's mama
Creepin at your back door
Yeah ee Yeah ee

And your tired ass been cheatin
And I can't take it no more
I'm movin on

CHORUS:
On
On
Oh on
I'll be movin on
On
On
Oh on
I'll be movin on

Whose drawers are these
You know I wear a size four
And if you say you been faithfull
Who was at your back door

You ain't got no monie
I should have hade it long ago
Yea-ee Yea-ee Yea-ee

And you sho can't stroke it no more
So I've been sleepin all alone
(If you know what I mean )
I'm movin on

*CHORUS*

*Silk Tha Shocker*

Now I'm a no limit soldier
Knowen to keep it rowdy
You know one's that make you say uhh
And bout it,bout it
now one to the two
Two to the three
I ain't sayin leave him
But you need to like roll wit me
See I can see you ain't happy here
When I look in you're eyes
You a virgen
You gotta spread you're wings
So now it's time to fly
You ain't never gonna trip
Or remind me
I'm trying to live ghetto fab
Like takin baths
In botils of Dawn P
But I ain't perfect
Just imagine me wit no flaws
At the parkin lot
Wit no cars
Cell block
Wit no bars
World
Wit no wars
L.A.
Wit no stars
Chack this out
I can heal your broken heart
So don't be so fast
To react so quick
Or get mad
And try to scratch up my 6
Now you know I get paid
For bustin all kinds of tight verses
See I kneed a girl
That I can see on top
Like Silk and Mya
Or vice virca

*CHORUS*

*CHORUS*(w/o I'll be movin on)

Writer : ANDREWS, MARK/HARRISON, MYA MARIE/PEARSON, DARRYL I
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.