Letras
You must regret the day that you left me
(Uh, uh, he don't deserve you, deserve you)
(He gon' regret that he hurt you, hurt you, ah)
You must regret the day you left me
(Ah, ah, he don't deserve you, deserve you)
(He gon' regret that he hurt you, hurt you, LeToya)
I made you cool, you wasn't that dude
Until I started - with you
Gave you swag (swag) and a duffel bag
You left the best you had, now you gonna act like that
I got you right, I changed your life
Suicide doors I cosigned
Gucci rags (rags), Louis travel bags
You left the best you had, baby, don't look so mad
You must regret the day that you left me
You must regret the day that you left me
Still tryin' to get back, get back
Still tryin' to get back, back, back with me, oh
Still tryin' to get back, get back
Still tryin' to get back, back, back with me, oh
VIP was all on me
Now you're at the bar with one or two drinks
Poppin' game (game), you look so lame
Without me, your pimpin' ain't the same
First-class flights, dipped in ice
I had your neck and wrist, oh, so bright
Poppin' tags (tags) is a thing of the past
You lost the things you had chasin' them scallywags
You must regret the day that you left me (you must regret the day, baby)
You must regret the day that you left me (you must regret the day, baby)
You still tryin' to get back, get back (oh)
Still tryin' to get back, back, back with me (yeah), oh
Still tryin' to get back, get back (oh)
Still tryin' to get back, back, back with me, oh
Listen, hey, sexy, tell 'em that it's over (yeah)
Tell 'em you my baby and my coupe is your stroller (yeah)
Tell 'em this Louis Vuitton scarf is your bib
Or that you call me daddy and my house is your crib (woo)
And if he cries, I know how to control that (control that)
Give him some bottles of this Conjure cognac
Just to shut him up (yup), she said you wasn't half the man I am
So, I guess he had to double up (woo)
He still tryin' to get back like the soldiers
Dreamin' and it's time to wake him up like Folgers (wake up)
I just told her you used to put a load of
- Up on her brain but you lame, now it's over
I keep her by my side like a holster (come on)
I plan to make a full house and I ain't talkin' 'bout poker (nope)
But I might poke her (yeah) and just stroke her
'Cause I'm about to treat her like a real man supposed to, Luda
You must regret the day that you left me (I know you regret it, homie)
(See, I gave you too many gifts for your lie) (you dropped a diamond, I picked it up)
You must regret the day that you left me (she's mine) (knowing this won't break me down)
You still tryin' to get back, get back (you can't have her back)
Still tryin' to get back, back, back with me, oh (I'ma treat her like the queen that she is, man)
Still tryin' to get back, get back
Still tryin' to get back (teach you a lesson), back, back with me, oh
You must regret the day you left me (now you realized that you were wrong)
You must regret the day you left me (it's too late 'cause I've moved on)
You still tryin' to get back, get back (it feels so good)
Still tryin' to get back, back, back with me, oh (feels so good)
Still tryin' to get back, get back
Still tryin' to get back, back, back with me, oh