Jill Scott - You Got Me (J.Period remix) lyrics

(Erykah Badu): If you were worried 'bout where I been or who I saw or What club I went to with my homies Baby, don't worry you know that you got me (Black Thought): Somebody told me that this planet was small We used to live in the same building on the same floor And never met before until I'm over seas on tour And peep this Ethiopian queen from Philly takin' cla**es abroad She's studyin film and photo, flash, focus, record Says she's workin' on a flick and could my click do the score She says she loved my show at Paris at Elys'e Montmartre That I stepped off the stage and took a piece of her heart We knew from the start that things fall apart and tend to shatter She like, that sh** don't matter, when I get home get at her Through letter, phone, whatever Let's link, let's get together sh**, you think not? You think that Thought went home and forgot? Time pa**ed, now we're back in Philly and she up in my spot Tellin' me the things I'm tellin' her is makin' her hot Started buildin' with her constantly, 'round the clock Now she in my world like hip-hop And keep tellin' me' (Erykah Badu): If you were worried 'bout where I been or who I saw or What club I went to with my homies Baby, don't worry you know that you got me (Black Thought) Yo, I'm the type that's always catchin' a flight And sometimes I got to be out at the height of the night That's when she flip and get on some (Eve): Another lonely night? Seems like I'm on the side, you only lovin' your mic I know you gotta get that paper daddy Keep that sh** tight But I need some sort of love in my life You dig me? While politicin' with my sister from New York City She say she know this ball player and he think I'm pretty Psyche I'm playin' boo You know its just with you I'm stayin' boo When cats be poppin' game I don't hear what they sayin' boo While you're out there in the world, I'm still your girl With all my cla**es I don't have the time for life's thrills So when you're sweatin' on the stage, think of me when you rhyme And don't be listenin to your homies, they be leadin you blind (Black Thought): So what you sayin I can trust you? (Eve): Is you crazy, you my king, for real (Both): But sometimes relationships get ill. No doubt (Erykah Badu): If you were worried 'bout where I been or who I saw or What club I went to with my homies Baby, don't worry you know that you got me (Black Thought): The snake could be that chick And that rat could be that cool cat That's whisperin' 'She tryin' to play you for the fool, Black' If something's on your chest then let it be known See I'm not your every five minutes all on the phone And on the topic of trust it's just a matter of fact That people bite back and fracture what's intact And they'll forever be I ain't on some 'Oh I'm a celebrity' I deal with the real so if it's artificial let it be I seen people caught in love like whirlwinds Listenin to their squaws and listenin to girlfriends That's exactly the point where they whole world ends Lies come in and that's where the drama begins She like' (Erykah Badu): If you were worried 'bout where I been or who I saw or What club I went to with my homies Baby, don't worry you know that you got me