You Know I'm No Good - Amy Winehouse, Ghostface Killah

Meet you downstairs, in the bar and heard

Your rolled up sleeves and your skull T-shirt

You say, why did you do it with him today?

And sniff me out like I was tanqueray

Yeah, yo, why you acting like you more trouble than Tony Starks and

You need to just 'walk away' like Kelly Clarkson

I know, we was fiend to sleep around town

But I figured you said that, that’s how I get down

Nah of course, you was out there, messing around

I would of told you, once you go Ghost, you never go back

Try g’ing me, like I don’t know how to mack

I’m a don, and, top of the line, I stay flying

Stop trying, to keep cuff analyzing

Using my credit cards to buy diamonds

We need to straighten this out, get to the bottom of it all

Let’s crawl, before we start the war

Begin with two reasons why we need to talk

And stop popping up in my cribs all over New York

And, that’s stalking, you such trouble and no good

Them fighting words in my block, when we in the hood

I cheated myself, like I knew, I would…

I told you, I was trouble…

And know, that I’m no good

You had to be a nasty girl and try to play me Nasty girl, nasty girl, try to play me Aiyo, I knew you was trouble when I first laid eyes on you

Temperature’s so hot, the heat just rise with you

Let me ride with you, talk about your mistakes

You cheated yourself but these are the breaks

And it never be the same again, cause of old boy

But oh boy, together we make so much joy

In the sands and oh, what a wet, wee-wee

But you played me, so I had to roll up my sleeves and

Hunt you down, holding the next man’s stacks

Now you sorry, tryin' bring that old thing back and

Act like we can rekindle that flame

It’s a shame, how you can’t get me off the brain

He that lame, you love how I bring the pain

Got the rug burns stinging and you saying my name

Say my name, that’s right, I’m high post

Get the champagne, love, word up, we gon' toast

You had to be nasty girl and try to play me Nasty girl, girl…

You can’t leave the kid… can’t leave the kid…

Don’t worry, I’ma be around forever, nasty girl…

Don’t forget, I’ma be around forever, nasty…

Don’t forget, I’ma be around forever…

Sweet reunion, Jamaica and Spain

We’re like how we we’re again

I’m in the tub, you’re on the sink

Lick your lips, as I soak my feet

Yo, get the bath and body works, pumping your spice creams

Together like Cheech and Chong, we make nice dreams

Fight scenes, I take the good with the bad

Cuz you give the best brains that I ever had and

Anything worth having is hard to keep

I love you like my coffee so hot and so sweet

So let's, stick it out, so we never regret it I could forgive the past, but I never forget it Got to forgive the past, but I never forget it Nasty girl… nasty girl… try to play me Nasty girl, you had to

be a nasty and try to play me Nasty girl… try to play me, try to play me Nasty girl, got to forgive the past, but I never forget it…