Bishop Lamont - Get Right Back lyrics

sh**, I dont even know where to start but i'll admit im the reason why it fell apart In part or small part of the blame Well 3/4 of it is embroidered with my name The other quarter sweetie charge it to the game Its One of lifes enigmas too hard to explain Its something in the male species missing in our brain Or maybe its natural genetic in our veins We are programmed to cheat all men are the same But where there can be difference is if we choose to change But believe me man it aint no overnight thang Its hard to stay clean like a relapsing dope fiend Like Pookie that Coochie be calling me man Coming Home feeling guilty wifey sense it aint the same Chorus I really wouldnt call it cheating just because you knew werent the only chick i messed with only Said i really wouldnt call it cheating just because you said you could handle it but when it came down to it you tripped when you knew Verse 2 Uh Oh now she checking thru yo Roca Wears searching thru yo pockets expecting to find some numbers there Your GYM bag Shoe Boxes and your underwear Check the sheets Lift the Mattress to see whats under there Reckless players better learn to care Keep Dreaming its gonna turn into a nightmare Cuz Believe me ive been right there Girlfriends in her ear even if its not you Trying to break ya'll cuz shorty wanna f** you Got her paranoid checkin on yo Myspace Throwing your old Valentines in the fireplace Cutting up your pictures thinking thoughts so Vicious Of you on her Daily cheatin on her with your Mistress Come home wantin dinner...Shes throwing dishes Chorus I really wouldnt call it cheating just because you knew werent the only chick i messed with only Said i really wouldnt call it cheating just because you said you could handle it but when it came down to it you tripped when you knew Verse 3 I never meant to break your heart that was never my aim It was just f**in i aint love them Dames I wish when it came to s** our understandin was the same For men its just a nut for ya'll its spiritual exchange You know what we think but its never with our brains Grown a** men playing childish a** games Hide and go get it at your favorite Motel Same routine.. it never happened Dont tell shhh Next thing you know Wifey checking Voicemails Shouldve erased it now you gotta face it Caught red handed aint no way to escape it Once youve cost trust aint no way to replace it What took years to build in just seconds could be wasted Man a Womans Heart aint nothin to Play with..... Chorus