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Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Charles Henderson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ari Levine
Recording Engineer
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Ray J
Executive Producer
Lyrics
Yeah, yeah, I still love you, baby
Yo, yo
Yo, the story gets crazy, but in the beginning, the shit was all gravy
My girlfriend, she straight up from Brooklyn
The type of chick to kill another bitch just for looking
She's so Brooklyn, she so crazy, I swear to God man, I love my baby
But you could always catch a nigga hanging out
I was in the late night spot, smoking out
That's when I saw this girl, she was leaning
She was kind of tipsy from the drink she was drinking
She was looking then she started winking
Thinking to my self, "Man, I probably shouldn't be here"
I got her name then I got her number
I should be ashamed 'cause I went home and called her
Now we on the phone, tell me she was older
Said she from the Bronx, and she told me to come over
I was like
"Damn, I can't believe I, damn, I can't believe I
Damn, I can't believe I, damn, I can't believe I
Cheated on my woman with a girl from the Bronx"
Man, this shit gets deeper, I hoped on the subway just to go meet her
She was looking like a wannabe diva
Freaky lil' bitch, borderline skuzzier
My girlfriend, she wasn't hesitating
She blowing up my phone every second we was hanging
She so impatient, she's on probation, I swear to God man, I love my baby
But I always spend my time hanging out the swap
Chilling with this hoe in the Bronx digging her out
Fucked her in the kitchen, hit it on the couch
I can't forget to mention I put it in her mouth
And now it's a long ride home, I know I was so dead wrong
But damn, I had so much fun
My girl kept calling my phone
I'm thinking, "What have I done?"
"Damn, I can't believe I, damn, I can't believe I
Damn, I can't believe I, damn, I can't believe I
Cheated on my woman with a girl from the Bronx"
The next day, I thought shit was all over
But my girlfriend's giving me the cold shoulder
Said she found some empty condom wrappers in the Rover
Now she throwin' fits telling me to go
Crying in the bedroom burning all my cloths
Taking all my shoes and put 'em on the stove
All of the kitchen looks like a furnace
Ten minutes later, whole house is burning
And now you see me in a robe running out
And you can hear the police coming without a doubt
The cops saw us fussing, my girl was tripping hard
They locked me up in handcuffs, threw me in the car
And now I know that it's over, I called her over and over
She won't answer my calls
I thought my pimping days was over, I stood up only to fall
"Damn, I can't believe I, damn, I can't believe I (damn)
Damn, I can't believe I, damn, I can't believe I
Cheated on my woman with a girl from the-
Cheated on my woman with a girl from the-
Cheated on my woman with a girl from the Bronx"
Writer(s): Willie Ray Norwood, Charles Henderson
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