Polow Da Don - Lie lyrics

[Keri Hilson] La la la la la, la-la-la-la [Nelly] Uhh, uhh yo yo Yo I'm tired of the "he say she say" Why every time they get mad man we pay? She wanna act like the judge and the jury The police, F.B.I. and the C.I.A. (all in one) And now it's me she tryin to convict She better show me some DNA and fingerprints She better show me the name of the one that snitched Matter fact, right now I'mma plead the fifth [Hook: Nelly] + (Keri Hilson) (She said you tried to f** her) She's a motherf**in liar (Boy please) No way (whatever) not me (Yeah you) Man, she's just hatin (She said you met her last summer) She's a motherf**in liar (Boy please) No way (whatever) not me (Yeah you) Girl, you sound crazy (She said y'all exchangin numbers) She's a motherf**in liar (Boy please) No way (whatever) not me (Yeah you) Fellas what we gon' do - what? Take it to the grave - what? Take it to the grave Take it to the grave, I'mma take it to the grave I'mma take it to the grave - you better take it to the grave Take it to the grave, I'mma take it to the graaaaave! [Ali] Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo (is she serious?) She said she did what, with who? She wrong Since she knows so much ask her what I had on True Religion, Air Jordan, Ed Hardy? C'mon ma, that's e'ry n***a in the party But I was at the studio perfectin my hustle With Ky', Murph' and Mo just finishin "Bra** Knuckles" Now with all these purses, fur coats, fly whips I done bought for you, now you still believe any chick? Is you serious? [Hook] [Murphy Lee] 3:24 when I walk in the do' (oh) Phone on loud, what it do that fo'? (damn) She said she went down south, all in my texts 6:30 in the mornin got this loud-a** message I ain't even do it though, mama girl lyin {You tried to f** her} I ain't even had time Ask her where she know me from, who I be with? What number she dial? That crazy girl wild [Hook] [Kyjuan] I really don't know her, I seen her on MySpace Looked at her page, all I seen was my face Her username read, "Kyjuan fo' life" With videos and pictures, set up so right The only bad thing is she writes me all night Sayin sh** like, "The 'Tics is so tight" She ends with I love you, that starts the big fight Baby, I can't control what she types Believe me [Hook]