Songtext zu 'Take Him Out (feat. Mýa)' von Spice

If ya' man ain't actin' right then take him out (whoa)
‘But your da boss when he's up in your house (yeah)
He ain't treatin' ya' right or blowin' your back out (whoa)
Just cut and paste and edit homie out

Tired of all the games, tired of all the lies
Tired of wack sex, tired of credit card declines
Use to treat me like a princess once upon a time
But everything in this relationship has flatlined

Ooh, we use to be in love
But now your messing up
You got too comfortable
You got it all wrong
So

If ya' man ain't actin' right then take him out (whoa)
‘Cause your da boss when he's up in your house (yeah)
He ain't treatin' ya' right or blowin' your back out (whoa)
Just cut and paste and edit homie out

You're so special, golden rose petals
So committed, so devout
If he just doesn't get ya', always disrespect ya'
Then ya' man is actin' up so take him out

I don't know where all of the lovin' and the niceness gone
All of a sudden you don't even know how fi turn me on
Yah sleep pan mi ting like baby just born
And me can't teck di deady deady ting inna di morn
Me no wah no man weh can't mow me lawn
Me ago pack up mi tings when you come back me gone

F'n wit' hoes from coast to coast
Boy ya' walkin' on a tight rope
Keep playin' wit' my heart, gotta squash ya
Wit' my combat boots like cockroach
Boy ya' keep on chasin'
Cut you so quick like Jason
Keep a bat in mi basement
Ain't no problem findin' me a replacement
No

Ooh we use to be in love (but now you're messing)
But now your messing up (got too comfortable)
You got too comfortable
And now it's time to let you go
So

If ya' man ain't actin' right then take him out (whoa)
‘Cause your da boss when he's up in your house (yeah)
He ain't treatin' ya' right or blowin' your back out (whoa)
Just cut and paste and edit homie out

You're so special, golden rose petals
So committed, so devout
If he just doesn't get ya', always disrespect ya'
Then ya' man is actin' up so take him out

I don't know where all a da lovin' and the niceness gone
All of a sudden you, don't even know how fi turn me on
Yah sleep pan di ting like baby just born me
No wah no man weh can't mow me lawn
Can't teck di deady deady ting inna di morn
Me ago pack up mi tings when you come back me gone
Me tired a da snoring, worse you too boring
Back in d days we would be exploring
Bed to flooring whole house we touring
All of a sudden you fidget bow di scoring!