Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song You Had Me, You Lost Me, artist - Eve. Date of issue: 05.03.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
You Had Me, You Lost Me |
| You had me, You lost me And now you want me back |
| You fucked around and played around |
| And now your feeling sad |
| Uh, uh How should I start it off |
| You must have thought me soft |
| Like it was all good to move on and cross me off |
| We never shared secrets |
| We wasn’t fucking raw |
| Helped you when you were down and now you got the fucking gawl |
| We used to be so tight |
| We was each others life |
| You was my husband and no doubt I was your fucking wife |
| Did anything you ever asked of Eve |
| You turned out to be a devil nigga I couldn’t believe |
| Sneaking numbers out my phone |
| Calling bitches on the cell |
| What the hell! |
| Clunky bitches one on the scale |
| I’m like a dime over line |
| You can’t calculate my status |
| And you fucking with these bitches like my ass wasn’t the fattest |
| Like I didn’t dress the baddest |
| Any time we surface |
| Must have been insecure |
| Niggas made you nervous |
| And I guess it was your purpose to lock me in But you fucked up Your lucks out |
| But then again |
| Used to let shit slide |
| Caught a couple lies |
| I chilled for real, I mean I called a couple guys |
| Knew when you was fucking up, I saw it in your eyes |
| Then I guess it was my fault cause I put up the disguise |
| In public we was happy |
| In home we’d be scrapping |
| Later we’d be naked, joking, smoking and laughing |
| Making up to Break up I thought that shit was love |
| But it wasn’t and I learned the hard was soaking in suds |
| Crying all depressed |
| Not again You’ll never catch me Wishing on a star for some nigga to come bless me I tried to save it All you ever did was stress me Pushing all me buttons |
| Why the fuck must you stress me Nigga get a life |
| Go on and find a wife |
| Get the fuck out my face ‘fore I go and find a knife |
| And you still calling my phone trying to act polite |
| Asking me for favors now you know that shit ain’t right |
| But |
| Uh-oh |
| You see me coming don’t you |
| Look at you running wont you |
| Oh you gonna sit there and see me like I want to approach you |
| Now it’s payback |
| I’m talking way back |
| To bitches calling hanging up You ain’t no way to save that |
| To unanswered questions |
| To home in the a.m. |
| To you out clubbing |
| Forcing me to stay in Remember — O.K. |
| then |
| It’s over — no playing |
| I said it before |
| I’m about to do it — fuck what you saying |
| To late for apologies |
| Go puff on a pile of weed |
| Think about this good bitch that’s leaving and don’t follow me Moving on Shut you down |
| Now you wanna regret |
| You could fuck all day — But it would never feel like my sex |
| Played yourself |
| Tried to show I cared |
| You ain’t cared |
| When I needed you the most nigga you wasn’t there |
| And the game is the same |
| Comes around goes around |
| Now hate me forever while the chorus goes around |
| Look ma everybody makes mistakes aight |
| na na na na na na na na na na na (Repeat until fade) |