Get None lyrics

Artist  : Tamar Braxton 
Song : Get None



 Send "Get None" Ringtone to your Cell 

 
Hook: 



You can go home run your phone bill up, run your
cell phone up 



You don't get none 



You can page me all you want but I won't call
right back 



Naw naw you won't get none 



You can buy me diamonds, nice trips on the beach




But you still don't get none 



Trying to use cash to get you some ass 



Face the facts, nigga, you ain't gonna get none








Verse 1: 



Mr. First class baller 



I got a few thangs to say to you 



Right now you're getting on my 



With your trickin' bad habit issues 



I'm sure if I was with you 



No doubt I would be laced up 



But I got a term paper due 



Don't get it confused 



My mind is on other things not you 







Hook: 



You can go home run your phone bill up, run your
cell phone up 



You don't get none 



You can page me all you want but I won't call
right back 



Naw naw you won't get none 



You can buy me diamonds, nice trips on the beach




But you still don't get none 



Trying to use cash to get you some ass 



Face the facts, nigga, you ain't gonna get none












Verse 2: 



I ain't a part time lover 



There's a couple things I just don't do 



Won't be no hoe, just drop my clothes 



All those silly things that you're used to 



So if you stepping then 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 







Bridge: 



I've seen you're type before 



You think you got so much game 



Money is everything 



And that's all I need to be happy 



But it don't mean a thing 



Soon you're gonna see 



That's not how it should be 



Until that day boy get nothing 







JD: 



Okay if it's going like that let it go like this




Why you all up in the comer with me drinking my
Cris? 



Straight laughing, talking, leading me on 







Amil: 



Huh, no that was your ass reading me wrong 







JD: 



Now, come on, you act like I am the broke type




Can't be serious 







JD: 



What 



You acting like I'm the hoe type 







Amil: 



Just cause you tricked a little doe tonight 



That don't mean your taking me home tonight 







JD: 



Shit, Is that right? 







Amil: 



That's right, get your rap tight 



Press your brakes, put off your back lights 







JD: 



What you sayin? 



I'm playin. and I ain't gonna get get it? 



Huh, I'm the man girl, look how quick I got your
digits 







Amil: 



Oh, that's just my pager 







JD: 



I know that, but I'm saying 







Amil: 



Well, if you know that then you know I ain't
gotta call back 



Poppin' Cris all night 



Like I'm gonna fall for that 



You need more than that to pull a ballers act 







Hook out: 



You can go home run your phone bill up, run your
cell phone up 



You don't get none 



You can page me all you want but I won't call
right back 



Naw naw you won't get none 



You can buy me diamonds, nice trips on the beach




But you still don't get none 



Trying to use cash to get you some ass 



Face the facts, nigga, you ain't gonna get none