(Verse 1)
Five foot seven with light green eyes
Body built like a woman over twenty-five
Plus she push the whip that the average women couldn't get
Less she worked about two nine to five's
Girly played the game just a little too mature
She damn near had everything I was looking for
But things seemed shady
When I asked my lady to meet at the club
She had trouble at the door
That's when I found out that
(Ohh)
She was only seventeen years old
And I couldn't see her no more
(Ohh)

(Chorus):
I ain't tryin to see myself locked up
For knockin up some young joan
(Ohh)
How could I explain this situation to my family
And all of my boys
(Ohh)
I'm sorry shorty
But you've got to get gone
Yeah

(Verse 2)
I tried to cut her off
But she wasn't having it
She kept telling me her age didn't mean sh--
And that's when she started to cry
Baby I need you in my life
And without you I just couldn't handle it
So what's a brother to do
(Ohh)
Either way I lose
(So)
I could just say my piece
Or piss off her peace
And talk it out with the boys in blue
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Cause when it comes down to it
(Ohh)
She was just seventeen years old
And I was dead wrong from the door
(Ohh)

(Chorus)
(Dial tone)
(Keypad being dialed)
(Line rings)

(Automated voice)
--Welcome to your voice messaging service.
To enter your mailbox, press *. (Beep) First message --

(Female voice)
Yo, how you doin'? Call me when you get this.

(Beep) --Mess...-- (Beep)
(Female voice)
Yo, what's goin' on? I called you earlier.
I guess you ain't get my message.
But when you get this, hit me back, aiight? Bye.

--To repeat.-- (Beep) --Mess.-- (Beep)
(Female voice)
Hey! What got some bitch over there or sump'in?
Can't pick up your phone. I been calling you and
tryin' to speak to you and you still don't answer the phone.

--To repeat...-- (Beep) (Beep)
(Female voice)
See, you trying to play somebody.
As though I won't have to bring my n*ggas over there,
to kick ya ass! Ya think somebody playin' with ya ass.
Ya don't... ya don't return my calls. This is it.

--To repeat this...-- (Beep) --Mess...-- (Beep)
(Fade out)

Songwriter(s): Taalib Johnson
Copyright: Universal Music Corp., Soul Child Music
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