Paper Thin

When you say you love me, it doesn't matter It goes to my head as just chit chatter You may take this egostistical or just or worry free But what you say I take none of it seriously And even if I did I wouldn't tell you so I'd let you pretend to read me And then you'll know Cause I hate when one attempts to analyze In fact I despize those who even try To look into my eyes to see what I am thinking That dream is over, ya yacht is sinking And I tell all of you like I told all of them What you say to me is just paper thin, word I'm not the kind of girl to try to play a man out I take the money and the gear and then break the hell out No thats not my strategy, not the game I play I admit I play game but it's not done that way Truly when I get involved I give it my heart I mean my mind, my soul, my body I mean every part But if it doesn't work out, yo it just doesn't It wasn't meant to be you know, it just wasn't So I treat all of you like I treat all of them And what you say to me is still paper thin In one ear and right out the other Hurt is mumbo jumbo (eeeish) lover I don't pay attention I don't concentrate You ain't got the bait that it takes to hook this A-hah, a-hah, a-hah Sucker you missed, I put feelings aside I know who I am My name is Lyte is your name Sam? Cause if it is step off, grab your coat and get lost Wrap your scarf around your throat And go back and catch a rope And hit the road Sam, don't you come back No more, no more, no more, no more Hit the road Sam, don't you come back no more So now I take precaution when choosing my mate I do not touch until the third or fourth date Then maybe we'll kiss on the fifth or sixth Time that we meet (mmmuaah) kiss Cause a date without a kiss is so incomplete And then maybe I'll let you play with my feet You could suck the big toe and play with the middle It's so simple unlike a riddle It's as easy as counting to 1-2-3 In other terms, letters l-y-t-e I'll tell you, you, you and all of you In the back and in the middle in the front Yo, that's it paper thin word up Lyte checkin out Two dedication to my dj k-rock in the place to be (That's right, that's right, that's his name, k-rock) Yeah Word That dream is over, your yacht is sinking Word What Word Yo, yo It wasn't meant to be yo, it just wasn't Issue Uh huh, hahaha Yeah Yeah Hit the road Sam, don't ya come back No more, no more, no more Hit the road Sam Don't you come back no more Uh huh Word Yeah Like that Maybe Big toe and play with the middle Unlike a riddle Three, me, you Like that Toe Yo, dedication K-rock in the place