You think you're slick in everyway
Changing up the codes on your phone every day
Is there something that you're trying to hide from me
I never gave you reason to, run and take your calls in the other room
Am I the only one, or is somebody else getting at you?

Is it my imagination
Things ain't always what they seem
Cause I don't wanna be...

Just another name in your little black book
Just another face in the crowd
And it's got me shook
I got to mean a little more to you
Than a space on your list of your things to do
Another g shot-gun in your Benz
Another dime piece that you can show all your friends
You can call me crazy say I'm insecure
But I don't wanna be just another girl

Ooh, oh, oh, mmm
Strange, how you claim to tell the truth
When the passenger seat in your car's been moved
And you swore there was no one else but you
And something else you can't explain
Why did you call me by somebody else's name?
You say it's history
Your playa days are through, or so you say

This is my imagination
Things ain't always what they seem
Cause I don't wanna be...

Just another name in your little black book
Just another face in the crowd
And it's got me shook
I got to mean a little more to you
Than a space in your list in your things to do
Another g-shock done in your Benz
Another dime piece that you can show all your friends
You can call me crazy say I'm insecure
But I don't wanna be just another girl

Tell me are you lying?
Or is it my suspicious mind
I gotta know the truth
If I am just another girl
You're treating wrong
Another one you string along
Is it you and me? Is it two or three?
Cause I don't wanna be... no, no, no, no

Just another name in your little black book
Just another face in the crowd
And it's got me shook
I got to mean a little more to you
Than a space in your list in your things to do
Another g-shock done in your Benz
Another dime piece that you can show all your friends
You can call me crazy say I'm insecure
But I don't wanna be just another girl

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