Oh, baby girl, where ya at? Got no strings, got none attached Can't stop that feeling for long, no You're making dogs wanna beg Breaking them off your fancy legs They make you feel right at home now, oh See all these illusions just take us too long And I want it bad Because you walk pretty, because you talk pretty 'Cause you make me sick and I'm not leaving 'til you're leaving Oh, I swear there's something When she's pumping, asking for a raise Well, does she want me to carry her home now? So does she want me to buy her things? On my house, on my job On my loot, shoes, my shirt, my crew, my mind My father's last name When I get you alone When I get you you'll know, babe When I get you alone When I get you alone Baby girl, you the shh That makes you my equivalent You can keep your toys in the drawer tonight Alright All my dawgs talking fast Ain't you got some photographs? 'Cause you shook that room like a star, now Yes, you did, yes you did All these intrusions just take us too long And I want you so bad Because you walk city, because you talk city 'Cause you make me sick and I'm not leaving 'til you're leaving So I pray there's something she ain't bluffing Rubbing up on me Well, does she want me to make a vow? Check it Well, does she want me to make it now? On my house, on my job On my loot, shoes, my voice, my crew, my mind My father's last name When I get you alone When I get you you'll know, babe I get you alone When I get you alone Ooh, when I get you alone, oh