(feat. Jermaine Dupri, Ludacris)



[Intro: J.D.]

You ain't ever, ever met nobody like me, me huh

You know like I know, you ain't ever, ever met nobody like me huh



[Chorus: Christina Milian (J.D.)]

You never met a girl like me (uh huh)

I ain't gon' sweat you on the places you'll be (uh huh)

Who you run with, who you're havin' fun with (uh huh, uh huh)

That's how it is when you got a down lil' chick on ya team

You never met a girl like me

I ain't gon' sweat you on the places you'll be

Who you run with, who you're havin' fun with

That's how it is when you got a down lil' chick on ya team



[Verse 1: Christina Milian (J.D.)]

I might pick you up in the mornin' & cook for ya (uh)

If you havin' problems with a song I'll write a hook for ya (uh huh, uh!)

11:30 at night, I ain't gonna look for ya, look for ya

'Cause I know you comin' home with me-ee! (yeah, yeah)

I will never stress you or make you feel mislead (uh)

If you wanna go to the movies I'll flip ya instead

You don't pick on me, I flip this with my bread, my bread

'Cause you my money ain't a thi-ing, thi-ing! (uh huh uh, uh huh uh)



[Chorus: Christina Milian  (J.D.)] [w/ minor variations)]



[Verse 2: Christina Milian (J.D.)]

Now if you tryna be out to the party I'll let you go (uh)

If you wanna be out with somebody that's when I'll (uh) show (uh, uh)

You do as you please, 'cause baby that's how you know that

There's no other place I'd rather go-o! (uh, uh, uh)

I ain't tryna be sinnin', bitin' up on yo' back

Anytime you need me you know that I'm gettin' yo' back

Ain't no one like me (uh huh), I want you to know that, know that

I ain't changin' nothin' 'cause it's like that (let's go), like that



[Verse 2: Christina Milian]

I know you're used to lovers (lovers)

That treat you like ya mother

So I know it's hard to understand

When I say I'm ya girl but I'm like yo' man! (uh huh)

No matter if it's sweet talk or straight talk

I'm right here by yo' side

& soon you'll come to see how it is to be

Down with a chick like me-ee-e! Oh-oh-oooh! (uh huh, uh)



[Chorus: Christina Milian (J.D.)] [w/ minor variations]



[Verse 3: Ludacris (J.D.)]

Sippin' on nothin' but Vulve with the orange label

Hershey's syrup from yo' lips to yo' naval

Head comin' off the table, I'm willin' & able

& I'm turnin' off the basic cable, I'm basically stable

Plus my back's THAT strong

I'll stretch ya whole body out 'cause my 'Lac's that long

You don't complain about the smoke when I pass that bong

You wobble & wobble, I bought you shoes by Ferragamo

& when we hit the sack, I feel like I hit the Lotto

Or Fantasy 5, straight box, can it be tied?

Can it be live? BELIEVE if the family's tied

You know my tongue's got batteries in it

The bedroom we lose calories in it & raise salaries in it

A Viper to Jag

I'm wipin' you down with warm rags

After a shakin' body, best in Jamaica probably

Hangin' with you's a hobby

& it's no doubts about it

You ain't gotta hit the club to see if you still got it



[Chorus x2 1/2: Christina Milian (J.D.)] [ w/ minor variations]