(feat. Kalenna)



He better answer this phone

What lie he gon come up with this time

Pff yeah it figures

Whatever im throught



[Kalenna:]

Boy, pack ya bags

See you ain't gotta sneak and creep

Ima let you keep runnin these streets

I ain't bout to have you stressing me

Noo

See how good she gon love you

When you let this tricks get the best of you

I'm good and I'm gon get over you

(She can deal with the drama im through with you)

Boy, pack ya bags

See you ain't gotta sneak and creep

I'ma let you keep runnin the streets

I ain't bout to have you stressing me

Noo

See how good she gon love you

When you let this tricks get the best of you



Im good and im gon get over you

(Let and deal with the drama im through with you)



[Rasheeda:]

Sometime love feels so good

Sometime love feels so great

Sometime love turns to hate 

That's when it's all gone and it's just too late

I thought you was different from them other dudes

I've tried so hard to hold on with you

Yep by a minute I played a fool 

I even let you sleep by with a lie or two

See I was your chic I ride for you

If I can't get down to it I ride for you 

It took a little time for me to shake you off

Cause night and days I should break you off

Boy pack yo bags, take your game

Go with them lies you ain't gon change

I thought what we had together was so strong 

But there are pictures on my phone that prove me so wrong



[Kalenna:]

Boy pack ya bags

See you ain't gotta sneak and creep

Ima let you keep runnin these streets

I ain't bout to have you stressing me

Noo

See how good she gon love you

When you let this tricks get the best of you

Im good and im gon get over you

(She can deal with the drama I'm through with you)

Boy pack ya bags

See you ain't gotta sneak and creep

I'ma let you keep runnin the streets

I ain't bout to have you stressing me

Noo

See how good she gon love you

When you let this tricks get the best of you

Im good and im gon get over you

(Let and deal with the drama I'm through with you)



[Rasheeda:]

Let a slide with the business trips

Got a name of a credit card slip

Man, why you're going out like this 

I've never thought I'd have to deal with this

I look back and it all makes sense

Late night hanging out with ya boys

So now you're too drunk to drive home from the club

Why you didn't call me I would scooped you up

But you're sendin out all my calls and voice mails

Where your blackberry at – you get my e-mails

Now you're gonna sit here lie in my face

Shoulda cheated on you and gave you a taste

But I didn't do that I thought real love was better than all that

You the reason women think men ain't shit

You'll never find another real chic like this 



[Kalenna:]

Boy pack ya bags

See you ain't gotta sneak and creep

Ima let you keep runnin the streets

I ain't bout to have you stressing me

Noo

See how good she gon love you

When you let this tricks get the best of you

Im good and im gon get over you

(She can deal with the drama im through with you)

Boy pack ya bags

See you ain't gotta sneak and creep

Ima let you keep runnin these streets

I ain't bout to have you stressing me

Noo

See how good she gon love you

When you let this tricks get the best of you

Im good and im gon get over you

(Let and deal with the drama im through with you)



Pack ya bags...sneak and creep...runnin this streets...stressin me

See how good she gon love you, when you let this tricks get the best of you...

Im good and I'm gon get over you...



                          Thanks to bossydiva@tx.rr.com for these lyrics