作词 : Mario Winans/Chauncey Lamont Hawkins/Erick Sermon/Parrish Smith/Michael Jones/EITHNE NI BHRAONAIN/Roma Ryan/Nicky Ryan

作曲 : Mario Winans/Chauncey Lamont Hawkins/Erick Sermon/Parrish Smith/Michael Jones/EITHNE NI BHRAONAIN/Roma Ryan/Nicky Ryan

Ooh, ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh (Just can't believe this, man)

Somebody said they saw you

The person you were kissing wasn't me

And I would never ask you

I just kept it to myself

I don't wanna know

If you're playin' me, keep it on the low

'Cause my heart can't take it anymore

And if you're creepin', please don't let it show

Oh, baby, I don't wanna know

Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-woah

Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh, yeah

I think about it when I hold you

When lookin' in your eyes, I can't believe

And I don't need to know the truth

Baby, keep it to yourself

I don't wanna know

If you're playin' me, keep it on the low

'Cause my heart can't take it anymore

And if you're creepin', please, don't let it show

Oh, baby, I don't wanna know

Did he touch you better than me? (Touch you better than me)

Did he watch you fall asleep? (Watch you fall asleep)

Did you show him all those things, that you used to do to me

If you're better off that way (Better off that way)

There ain't more that I can say (More that I can say)

Just go on and do your thing and don't come back to me

Ooh, ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

Woah, woah, woah, 21

Had me crushin', I was cuffin' like the precinct

How you go from housewife to a sneaky link?

Got you riding 'round in all type of Benzes and Rovers

Girl, you used to ride in the rinky dink

I'm the one put you in Eliantte (On God)

Fashion Nova model, I put you on the runway (On God)

You was rockin' Coach bags, got you Chane'-ne'

Side bitch in Frisco, I call her my bae-bae (21)

I got a girl but I still feel alone (On God)

If you playin' me that mean my home ain't home (On God)

Havin' nightmares of goin' through your phone (21)

Can't even record, you got me out my zone

I don't wanna know

If you're playin' me, keep it on the low

'Cause my heart can't take it anymore

And if you're creepin', please, don't let it show

Oh, baby, I don't wanna know

If you're playin' me, keep it on the low

'Cause my heart can't take it anymore

And if you're creepin', please, don't let it show

Oh, baby, I don't wanna know

If you creepin', just don't let me find out (On God)

Get a hotel, never bring 'em to the house (On God)

If you're better off that way Baby, all that I can say

If you're gonna do your thing then don't come back