She looks just like me, just like me I see you on your back And I just can't believe No, I just can't believe She can, she can, she can have you Just like me, ooh Pictures, they flash And I can't even sleep Got those heels on that you love

He got it, I want it I want a mistress for Christmas Mistress for Christmas Easy come, easy go They got it, I can't have it She got it, and I can't get it (For Christmas) You gotta send me down

You would leave me alone But I can't turn down 20 All these bitches wanna have sex 'Cause they know a nigga got money I know I had a girl at home But that shit ain't mean nothin' to me 'Cause i'm just like every other nigga Stackin' with the wrong hitta