Long Gone

Man you better leave your girl at home man 'cause if I catch her in the club all alone man She gone be (gone) She gone be (gone) She gone be (yeah yeah yeah) She gone be Man you better leave your girl at home man 'cause if I catch her in the club all alone man She gone be (gone) She gone be (gone) She gone be (yeah yeah yeah) (long gone yeah) Yo girl So fine Yo girl I gotta make her mine Oh oh oh oh And I know You don't mind 'cause I see her all alone all the time Yeah yeah yeah oh yeah So don't be stupid And bring her to the club 'cause I guarantee I'm gonna snatch her up Oh yeah I'm bout to make yo girl my girl who's girl yo girl Man you better leave your girl at home man 'cause if I catch her in the club all alone man She gone be (gone) She gone be (gone) She gone be (yeah yeah yeah) She gone be Man you better leave your girl at home man 'cause if I catch her in the club all alone man She gone be (gone) She gone be (gone) She gone be (yeah yeah yeah) (long gone yeah) 'cause all it take Is one drink (one drink) Man I promise she gon' throw that ass on me yeah She gon' be Oh oh oh Yeah yeah yeah 'cause I'm gon' take her to the crib Have her feelin' like a kid Ladies gon' be like stealin' candy straight from a baby yeah Yeah yeah yeah oh yeah And I know You don't mind 'cause I see her out alone all the time Yeah yeah yeah oh yeah So don't be stupid And bring her to the club 'cause I guarantee I'm gonna snatch her up Oh yeah I'm bout to make yo girl my girl who's girl your girl Man you better leave your girl at home man 'cause if I catch her in the club all alone man She gone be (gone) She gone be (gone) She gone be (yeah yeah yeah) She gone be Man you better leave your girl at home man 'cause if I catch her in the club all alone man She gone be (gone) She gone be (gone) She gone be (yeah yeah yeah) She gone be Er'ybody turn around and wave back to buster (Hey buster) He in the club wit' his bitch 'cause he don't trust her One wrong move and I'ma fuck her You a lollipop nigga you a sucker You broke and she like hustler I'm rich and I like ho-ers Hey buster Last chance If that's yo bitch you better hold her hand 'cause you don't go to beach and bring sand I want your bitch and no I ain't payin' I gotta hundred wraps in my pants And they fitted bout as lame as your man Man you better leave your girl at home man (you better leave her) 'cause if I catch her in the club all alone man She gone be (gone) She gone be (gone) She gone be (yeah yeah yeah) Man you better leave your girl at home man (home girl) 'cause if I catch her in the club all alone man She gone be (gone) She gone be (gone) She gone be (yeah yeah yeah) --- Long Gone - Nelly, Chris Brown and Plies