Regret Lyrics - Letoya Luckett

You must regret the day that you left me 

Uh, uh, he don't deserve you, deserve you 

He gonna regret that he hurt you, hurt you 

You must regret the day you left me 

Ah, ah, he don't deserve you, deserve you 

He gonna regret that he hurt you, hurt you, LeToya 

I made you cool, you wasn't that dude 

Until I started fuckin' with you 

Gave you 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, 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 1 or 2 drinks 

Poppin' 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 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 

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 

Listen, hey sexy, tell 'em that it's over 

Tell 'em you my baby and my coupe is your stroller 

Tell 'em this Louis Vuitton scarf is your bib 

Or that you call me daddy and my house is your crib 

And if he cries, I know how to control that 

Give him some bottles of this Conjure cognac 

Just to shut him up, she said you wasn't half the man I am 

So I guess he had to double up 

He still tryin' to get back like the soldiers 

Dreamin' and it's time to wake him up like Folgers 

I just told her you used to put a load of 

Shit up on her brain but you lame, now it's over 

I keep her by my side like a holster 

I plan to make a full house and I ain't talkin' 'bout poker 

But I might poke her 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 years of my life) 

You must regret the day that you left me 

(You dropped her down and I picked it up, she's mine) 

(All your dis' was dragging 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'm gonna treat her like the queen that she is, man) 

Still tryin' to get back, get back 

(Teach you a lesson) 

Still tryin' to get back, back, back with me, oh 

You must regret the day you left me 

(Now you realize that you were wrong) 

You must regret the day you left me 

(But it's too late 'cause I 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