� � Try to get you on the phone But your mother says you're gone And you ain't coming home Girl, I'm sleeping alone Try to get you online And ask you to be mine But you're so hard to find Girl, I'm sleeping alone Baby girl, she makes the good motion Make no mistake, she's deep as the ocean Jake never sleeps in the heart of the city And God'll never make another woman this pretty And I can never guess why she even mess with me Word to P. Diddy, I treated her shitty Sick of cliches like opposites attract When they drop the drum track Screaming, baby, come back Reality bites like pit bull fights I jump out of bed and throw on my lights Your clothes are all gone and you ain't there Your makeup drawer is empty I found an old picture of you washing your hair Now we ain't even friendly Try to get you on the phone But your mother says you're gone And you ain't coming home Girl, I'm sleeping alone Try to get you online And beg you to be mine But you're so hard to find Girl, I'm sleeping alone Ain't too many ribs that bang like this shorty She'll sip champagne, she'll come drink a 40 Got a smell that entices, dress kinda sporty In public she's nice, in private she's naughty I had every man's dream in the palm of my hand And *** it all up like the Taliban She left town with my ring, wrecked all our plans And I don't even care about the 50 grand Man, the hell with the cash, cause that ain't the point We used to sit around and laugh after smoking a joint We used to watch TV, need chicken wings We had tickle fights, we did the wild thing And now I'm all alone, up in my room And this house is feeling empty We used to talk about being bride and groom And now we ain't even friendly Try to get you on the phone But your mother says you're gone And you ain't coming home Girl, I'm sleeping alone Try to get you online And beg you to be mine But you're so hard to find Girl, I'm sleeping alone Mid-quarter zone, ain't coming home The sweetest thing I've ever known Turned off her phone, left me alone With pain that cuts down to the bone It can't be fixed, scars don't heal None of these chicks out here are real Some of these chicks got *** appeal But their souls all come up empty Put me in the mix, girl, what's the deal? All I'm trying to be is friendly Try to get you on the phone But your mother says you're gone And you ain't coming home Girl, I'm sleeping alone Try to get you online And beg you to be mine But you're so hard to find Girl, I'm sleeping alone Where you going?