Song: Get None ~~ 1999 ~~ 3:49
Artist: Tamar featuring Jermaine Dupri and Amil
LP/CD: Ridiculous ~~ Dream Works ~~ 1999
Composers: Jermaine Dupri~Tamara Savage~Bryan-Michael Cox~Amil

[Turn it up, uh, uh, uh-uh, naw, naw]

Just ‘cause you tricked a little dope tonight
That don’t mean you’re takin’ me home tonight (Hey...hey...)
(No, no, no, no, no, no, no)
Just ‘cause you tricked a little dope tonight
That don’t mean you’re takin’ me home tonight

Mr. First Class Baller
Got a few things to say to you
Right now you’re gettin’ on my nerves
With your trickin’ bad habit issues

Now I’m sure if I was with you
No doubt I’ll be laced up
But I gotta term paper due, don’t get it confused
My mind is on other things, not you

You can go home on your phone, blow up
Blow my cell phone up, you don’t get none
You can page me all you want, but I won’t call back
Don’t mean you don’t get none

You can buy me diamonds, nice trips on the beach
But you still don’t get none
Stop tryin’ to use cash to get you some a**
Face the facts, n****, you ain’t gonna get none

I ain’t a part-time lover
There’s a couple things I just don’t do
I won’t be no h**, just drop my clothes
And all the silly things that you’re used to

So if you’re steppin’, approach me like a lady
Or there is no me at all
I take my time, won’t cross the line
Until I really know, oh, no

I’ve seen your type before (I’ve seen)
You think you’ve got so much game (Yeah...)
Money is everything (Money is everything to be happy)
And that’s all I need to be happy
Soon you’re gonna see (Gonna see)
That’s not how it should be
Until that day, boy, you get nothin’

Okay, if it’s goin’ like that, let it go like this
While all up in the corner with me drinkin’ my Cris’
Straight laughin’, talkin’, leadin’ me on
{Huh, no that was your a** readin’ me wrong}
Come on, you act like I’m the broke type
{What}
You can’t be serious
{Actin’ like I’m the h** type}
{Just ‘cause you tricked a little dope tonight }
{That don’t mean you’re taking me home tonight}
S***, is that right
{That’s right, get your act tight}
{And press your brakes, put on your back lights}
So what you sayin’, I’m playin’, and I ain’t gon’ get it
I’m the man, girl, look at how quick I got your digits
{Ho, that’s just my pager}
I know that, but I’m sayin’
{But if you know that, you know I ain’t got to call you back}
{Poppin’ Cris’ all night like I’mma fall for that} Uh-huh
{You need more that to pull a baller’s act }
Turn it up

You can go home on your phone, blow up
Blow my cell phone up, you don’t get none (Oh...ho...oh...)
You can page me all you want, but I won’t call back
Don’t mean you won’t get none

You can buy me diamonds, nice trips on the beach
But you still don’t get none
Stop tryin’ to use cash to get you some a**
Face the facts, n****, you ain’t gonna get none

You can go home on your phone, blow up
Blow my cell phone up, you don’t get none
You can page me all you want, but I won’t call back
Don’t mean you won’t get none

You can buy me diamonds, nice trips on the beach
But you still don’t get none
Stop tryin’ to use cash to get you some a**
Face the facts, n****, you ain’t gonna get none

You can go home on your phone, blow up
Blow my cell phone up, you don’t get none
You can page me all you want, but I won’t call back
Don’t mean you won’t get none

You can buy me diamonds, nice trips on the beach
But you still don’t get none
Stop tryin’ to use cash to get you some a**
Face the facts, n****, you ain’t gonna get none

You can go home on your phone, blow up
Blow my cell phone up, you don’t get none
You can page me all you want, but I won’t call back
Don’t mean you won’t get none

You can buy me diamonds, nice trips on the beach
But you still don’t get none
Stop tryin’ to use cash to get you some a**
Face the facts, n****, you ain’t gonna get none

Transcribed by: Char Star
Uploaded on: January 9, 2000