Nelly, Plies, Chris Brown - Long Gone Lyrics

Man you better leave your girl at home man
'cause if I catch her in the club all alone man
She gone be (gone)
She gone be (gone)
She gone be (yeah yeah yeah)
She gone be

Man you better leave your girl at home man
'cause if I catch her in the club all alone man
She gone be (gone)
She gone be (gone)
She gone be (yeah yeah yeah)
(long gone yeah)

Yo girl
So fine
Yo girl
I gotta make her mine
Oh oh oh oh
And I know
You don't mind
'cause I see her all alone all the time
Yeah yeah yeah oh yeah
So don't be stupid
And bring her to the club
'cause I guarantee I'm gonna snatch her up
Oh yeah
I'm bout to make yo girl my girl who's girl yo girl

Man you better leave your girl at home man
'cause if I catch her in the club all alone man
She gone be (gone)
She gone be (gone)
She gone be (yeah yeah yeah)
She gone be

Man you better leave your girl at home man
'cause if I catch her in the club all alone man
She gone be (gone)
She gone be (gone)
She gone be (yeah yeah yeah)
(long gone yeah)

'cause all it take
Is one drink (one drink)
Man I promise she gon' throw that ass on me yeah
She gon' be
Oh oh oh
Yeah yeah yeah
'cause I'm gon' take her to the crib
Have her feelin' like a kid
Ladies gon' be like stealin' candy straight from a baby yeah
Yeah yeah yeah oh yeah
And I know
You don't mind
'cause I see her out alone all the time
Yeah yeah yeah oh yeah
So don't be stupid
And bring her to the club
'cause I guarantee I'm gonna snatch her up
Oh yeah
I'm bout to make yo girl my girl who's girl your girl

Man you better leave your girl at home man
'cause if I catch her in the club all alone man
She gone be (gone)
She gone be (gone)
She gone be (yeah yeah yeah)
She gone be
Man you better leave your girl at home man
'cause if I catch her in the club all alone man
She gone be (gone)
She gone be (gone)
She gone be (yeah yeah yeah)
She gone be

Er'ybody turn around and wave back to buster (Hey buster)
He in the club wit' his bitch 'cause he don't trust her
One wrong move and I'ma fuck her
You a lollipop nigga you a sucker
You broke and she like hustler
I'm rich and I like ho-ers
Hey buster
Last chance
If that's yo bitch you better hold her hand
'cause you don't go to beach and bring sand
I want your bitch and no I ain't payin'
I gotta hundred wraps in my pants
And they fitted bout as lame as your man

Man you better leave your girl at home man
(you better leave her)
'cause if I catch her in the club all alone man
She gone be (gone)
She gone be (gone)
She gone be (yeah yeah yeah)

Man you better leave your girl at home man (home girl)
'cause if I catch her in the club all alone man
She gone be (gone)
She gone be (gone)
She gone be (yeah yeah yeah)