Sharissa (Sharissa Dawes)
Sharissa (Sharissa Dawes) - Somebody Else's Guy lyrics
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(feat. Raekwon, U-God) [Intro: Sharissa] I can't get off my high horse And I can't, let you go You are the one, who You are the one, who makes me feel So real, heh yeah No, what am I supposed to do No, what am I supposed to do, baby When I am so hooked out on you Then I realized, that you are, somebody else's guy Oh yeah, why you wanna go and do this to me, boy [U-God] You knew from the jump, I'm not a one woman man That's how it started, get out my life, now scram I don't give a damn, slam the door behind you Need I remind you, don't let false love blind you Cuz I wine and dine you with coiffure plates Threw logs on the fire at the Pocono Estates On Temptation Island, we was wrecked shipmates I knew from the gate, you was kinda shiesty You called all my numbers in my phone, you wasn't wifey Go 'head try me, I plead my case While you and your friend talk all day on the Sprint How I ain't no good, better leave his ass quick But you keep on stalkin' in the Ultima with tent On some psycho shit, whoa, you make no sense Peekin' over fences, you not my wiz I just ran on through you and handled my biz [Sharissa] Can you remember, the times we spent together Sharin' our days in the sun That's when I found out, that you were somebody else's lover And after all the plans we made, now they shattered But still I [Chorus: Sharissa] I can't get off my high horse, I can't let go You are the one who makes me feel so real Ooh, what am I supposed to do, when I saw you And I realized, that you're somebody else's guy [Sharissa] See that day in September, I'm sure you can remember That's when all the stuff hit the fan You told me a lie, and you didn't have an alibi But baby, hell, I still cared, you know I [Hook: Sharissa] Love you so, baby, that I can't let you go, no, no You are the one that makes me feel so real Ooh, what am I supposed to do, when I saw you And I realized, that you're somebody else's guy [Raekwon] Read the letters sweetie, your style is fuckin' me up Completely I ran, dropped you at the grand with the TV Lacin' you with jewelry was nothin', brought a flower home, you frontin' Couldn't even cook to do nothin' Feel the pain and shit, the sexy and funny style, I laughed Dick told me just lay in the shit Now I'm givin' you what you gave me Keep that broke ass nigga you got, hope he got your pocket I'm airin', peace [Hook] [Chorus to fade]