Take Him Out (feat. Spice)

If ya' man ain't actin' right, then take him out (whoa)
But you're da boss when he's up in yo' house (yeah, yeah)
He ain't treatin' ya' right or blowin' your back out (eh, yeah, whoa)
Just cut-and-paste and edit homie out

Tired of all the games, tired of all the lies
Tired of whack sex, tired of credit-card declines
Use to treat me like a princess, once upon a time
But everything in this relationship has flat-lined

Ooh, we use to be in love
But now you're messing up
You got too comfortable
You got it all wrong, so-

If ya' man ain't actin' right, then take him out (whoa)
‘Cause you're da boss when he's up in your house (yeah)
He ain't treatin' ya' right or blowin' your back out (eh, yeah, whoa)
Just cut-and-paste and edit homie out (boring)

'Cause you're too special, gold and rose petals
So committed, so devout
And if he just doesn't get ya', always disrespects ya'
Then ya' man is actin' up, so take him out

I don't know where all o' the lovin' and the niceness gone
All of a sudden, you don't even know how fi turn me on
Ya sleep pon mi ting, like baby just born
And me can't take di dutty dutty ting inna di morn
Me no wah no boy weh can't mow me lawn
Me a-go pack up mi tings, when ya come back, me gone

F'n wit' hoes from coast-to-coast
Boy, ya' walkin' on a tight rope
Keep playin' wit' my heart, gotta squash ya'
Wit' my combat boots like cockroach
Boy, ya' keep on chasin'
Cut you so quick, like Jason
Keep a bat in mi basement
Ain't no problem findin' me a replacement (no)

Ooh, we use to be in love (but now you're messing up)
But now you're messing up (got too comfortable)
You got too comfortable
And now it's time to let you go, so-

If ya' man ain't actin' right, then take him out (whoa)
‘Cause you're da boss when he's up in your house (yeah, yeah, yeah
He ain't treatin' ya' right or blowin' your back out (eh, yeah, whoa)
Just cut-and-paste and edit homie out

'Cause you're too special, gold and rose petals
So committed, so devout
And if he just doesn't get ya', always disrespects ya'
Then ya' man is actin' up, so take him out

I don't know where all o' di lovin' and di niceness gone
All of a sudden, you don't even know how fi turn me on
Ya sleep pon di ting, like baby just born
No wah no boy weh can't mow me lawn
And me can't take di dutty dutty ting inna di morn
Me a-go pack up mi tings, when ya come back, me gone
Me tired o' da snorin', worse, ya too borin'
Back in di days, we would be explorin'
Bed to flooring, whole house we tourin'
All of a sudden, you fidget boy, de scorin'