Heard It All Before Lyrics - Singles - Amil

[Amil] 

nigga you ain't told me nothing i ain't heard and 

action speaks louder than words and 

said you would treat me right 

they said you be sweating every freak in sight 

yeah i know, one day you gon marry me 

yeah i know, you want to have your seed 

yeah i know, don't worry, 'cause there is no other 

yeah i know, and you can't stand your baby mother, right 

oh, you never felt this way before, huh 

wanna keep me in the gucci stores, huh 

what happened to them minks and the diamond rings 

lying ass nigga, you ain't buyin me things 

nigga don't tell me i'm your flyest bitch 

if i can't get the keys just to drive the whip 

if i ain't the one you take on the private trips 

if you got it like you say you do then provide them chips nigga 

chorus 

[Jay-z] 

we'll always be togetha 

no one can fuck you betta 

[Amil] 

yeah nigga i heard this all before 

yeah nigga i heard this all before 

yeah nigga you drive me crazy 

i wanna have your baby 

[Jay-z] 

yeah bitch, i heard this all before 

yeah bitch, i heard this all before 

[Jay-z] 

i thought you ain't like rap 

you was deceiving me 

all you do all day is watch BET 

actin like you ain't recognize when you met me in the ride 

mispronouncing my name, squinting your eyes 

you shouldn't play games wit pimp like i 

now that i gained you, i'm supposed to sympathise 

yeah i know, you hait parties and you never go out 

yeah i know, you a nun and you stay in your house 

yeah i know, well can you please do me this favor 

how you been with three rappers and six ball players, tell me that 

shit, we both gamin eachother 

lying through our teeth, both blaming eachother 

i tried to front on you i take you to my rest 

you tried to front on me actin like you ain't impressed 

i'm tryin to see if the coochie's propa 

you trying to score your self a gucci parka 

and that new shit from prada 

you tryin to get a rich baby father 

i'm tryin to forget you by tomorra 

this ain't rocket science 

ain't no rock buyin, just a hard rock lyin 

and stop frontin like your shit is real 

you get your game from oprah and lauryen hill 

and if you are a nice girl, and i read you wrong 

look, i'm sorry if i lead you on, ok 

[Amil] 

nah nigga, you ain't got to apologize 

i knew that bitch want your cousin on your father's side 

i mean damn, you don't even let me answer your cell 

i mean damn, why i still got to ring the bell? 

i find girl phone numbers and you say they your mans 

when i call you don't even know who i am 

so you can go ahead wit all that game you throw me 

don't tell me, motherfucka show me