Letoya Luckett - Regret lyrics

You must regret the day that you left me Uh, uh, he don't deserve you, deserve you He gonna regret that he hurt you, hurt you You must regret the day you left me Ah, ah, he don't deserve you, deserve you He gonna regret that he hurt you, hurt you, LeToya I made you cool, you wasn't that dude Until I started f**in' with you Gave you swag and a duffel bag You left the best you had, now you gonna act like that I got you right, I changed your life Suicide doors I cosigned Gucci rags, Louis travel bags You left the best you had, baby don't look so mad You must regret the day that you left me You must regret the day that you left me Still tryin' to get back, get back Still tryin' to get back, back, back with me, oh Still tryin' to get back, get back Still tryin' to get back, back, back with me, oh VIP was all on me Now you're at the bar with 1 or 2 drinks Poppin' game, you look so lame Without me your pimpin' ain't the same First cla** flights, dipped in ice I had your neck and wrist, oh so bright Poppin' tags is a thing of the past You lost the things you had chasin' them scallywags You must regret the day that you left me (You must regret the day, baby) You must regret the day that you left me (You must regret the day, baby) You still tryin' to get back, get back Still tryin' to get back, back, back with me, oh Still tryin' to get back, get back Still tryin' to get back, back, back with me, oh Listen, hey s**y, tell 'em that it's over Tell 'em you my baby and my coupe is your stroller Tell 'em this Louis Vuitton scarf is your bib Or that you call me daddy and my house is your crib And if he cries, I know how to control that Give him some bottles of this Conjure cognac Just to shut him up, she said you wasn't half the man I am So I guess he had to double up He still tryin' to get back like the soldiers Dreamin' and it's time to wake him up like Folgers I just told her you used to put a load of sh** up on her brain but you lame, now it's over I keep her by my side like a holster I plan to make a full house and I ain't talkin' 'bout poker But I might poke her and just stroke her 'Cause I'm about to treat her like a real man supposed to, Luda You must regret the day that you left me (I know you regret it, homie) (See, I gave you too many years of my life) You must regret the day that you left me (You dropped her down and I picked it up, she's mine) (All your dis' was dragging me down) You still tryin' to get back, get back (You can't have her back) Still tryin' to get back, back, back with me, oh (I'm gonna treat her like the queen that she is, man) Still tryin' to get back, get back (Teach you a lesson) Still tryin' to get back, back, back with me, oh You must regret the day you left me (Now you realize that you were wrong) You must regret the day you left me (But it's too late 'cause I moved on) You still tryin' to get back, get back (It feels so good) Still tryin' to get back, back, back with me, oh (Feels so good) Still tryin' to get back, get back Still tryin' to get back, back, back with me, oh