Girlicious

Girlicious - Liar Liar (full version) (with Flo Rida) lyrics

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'Cause I got a player on my hands
I got a real jabber on my hands
I got a faker on my hands
Got a good liar on my hands

Hey, shawty, why you ain't tell me you need the soap?
Flo Rida, I'll supply you, we selling tops, don't you know?
I do for you what I do for them, girls
That be getting low, low, low, low, dirty episodes
Girl, I gotta write them plans, spent fifty grand
To get to know me, I can get that liar off your hands
'Cause I tell you what baby, we popping rubber bands
Tell mama I am the man, tell me what you're saying

Everybody gets, gets a fair try
You're alright with me, 'till you tell a lie
From the top you seem like a different type of guy
Did you own thing, I gave it a try

Then you told me you were catching feelings
Kind of unusual
Normally you don't let no women
Ever see this side of you
I'll admit you had me going
Thinking that this was the move
Until I've seen a girl all on you, kissing you
Now your bridge is burned

Uh, huh, uh, huh
I guess I was wrong about him
Uh, huh, uh, huh
It looks like now I've got a problem
'Cause I got a player on my hands
I got a real jabber on my hands
I got a faker on my hands
Got a good liar on my hands

I told my girls, I wouldn't trip
I'm gonna stay calm
I'll just wait 'till later
Then give him a call
Now he's trying to convince me
That I didn't see what I saw
You're on the defense
'Cause you know you just broke the law

Suddenly you're wrong about me 
And no other girl will do
But boy, one thing about me is
I ain't a fool
But I'll admit you had me going
Thinking that this was the move
Until I've seen that girl all on you, kissing you
Now your bridge is burned

Uh, huh, uh, huh
I guess I was wrong about him
Uh, huh, uh, huh
It looks like now I've got a problem
'Cause I got a player on my hands
I got a real jabber on my hands
I got a faker on my hands
Got a good liar on my hands

Drop it to the floor
Oh, yeah, you got it right this time baby
You got a player on your hands
But if it's too hot for you, drop it to the floor

Watcha know about being up in the club
With another girl getting caught up
You know, you're gonna pay, you gotta pay your case
I'm coming your way, what you'r gonna say?

I don't like her, I just show love
I promise I don't drink, I sip a little bub
I promise I don't party, I just go to clubs
I promise I'll smoke that crush, roll it up
Liar, liar, pants on fire
Flo Rida in the hot seat, one man choir
I'm all about them, 'cos she told me to go Rida
Tearing up the bed, but I be a scuba diver

Uh, huh, uh, huh
I guess I was wrong about him
Uh, huh, uh, huh
It looks like now I've got a problem
'Cause I got a player on my hands
I got a real jabber on my hands
I got a faker on my hands
Got a good liar on my hands

Watcha know about being up in the club
With another girl getting caught up
You know, you're gonna pay, you gotta pay your case
I'm coming your way, what you'r gonna say?
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Copyrights:

Author: Kevin Cossum, Andrew Harr, Jermaine Jackson

Composer: ?

Publisher: Geffen Records

Details:

Language: English

Appearing on: Girlicious (2008) , Girlicious (Canadian Deluxe Edition) (2008)

Last updated by Anonymous at Wednesday 14th of July 2010 07:53

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