Verse 1:. Ay yo I got a resolution...This year I'm playing right. No six fifteen this year you can stay the night. We can go bowling it ain't like before. Can't y'all see that I'm growing? I was so immature. I was young and having money. Having honeys come to the crib. Thinkin' they shit and they couldn't get cab money from me. Some bad chicks didn't get pass the bridge. I went to One Trump Plaza on their asses'. No room service just snacks and shit. Work with those Lil' Debbies and when your done get ready. The chicks I was fiendin' to smash. Let 'em lean on the cash will take 'em on long trips. Break 'em with long dick. There was no such thing as strong relationships. But I'm off that playa shit. I need a chick that practice Tai Chi...that still can buy weed. And can give me some good head and I'll make her a mind me. You hear me?. (Hook:). [Jay-Z] (Amil). (Hey papi). [Even if they don't understand the flow. They understand the dough. My ladies going. (Hey papi). Promise you'll never let me go. Promise you'll never leave me. Promise we'll grow they sayin]. Verse 2:. I was the worse...I use to switch chicks every day. Had niggas mad for real like "I wish he was gay". Cause they knew...sooner or later hun was gettin' with Jay. Just a...matter of time she was gettin' with Jay. I'll have your chick in the summer tropics sippin' on 'zae. Spittin' up in the Pacifics smoking spliffs in the shade. She used to love ya but she feeling different today. You used to smother her look at your honey slippin' away. Consorting with hustlers niggas that be giving her space. She said...she feel free when she's around me. I'm letting her do her and in turn she's doing me. She on the phone with her friends like how cool is he. (Hook:). [Jay-Z] (Amil). (Hey papi). [Even if they don't understand the flow. They understand the dough. My ladies going. (Hey papi). Promise you'll never let me go. Promise you'll never leave me. Promise we'll grow they sayin']. [Verse 3]. I was nice to girls but that wasn't the Shawn they felt. They said the Coupe was alright but they didn't like the seat belts. I looked tight...they told me "Loosen up" run a couple of lights. Spank'em pull their hair...just don't treat'em so nice. Left me confused I messed wit chicks that was best when abused. Nice guys finish last wit they special set of rules. And me? I over did it. All chovanistic would treat'em...so vicious. Would stroke...but won't kiss it but now...I'm tryna flow different. I'm tryna cool it now. I'm tryna plant a seed start a new addition. I'm sick of chasin chickens.... Sick of every other...city we go...same ol' hoes.