[Intro: T-Pain (Fabolous) {J.D.}]nI try to play cool actin like what you do don't phase me, don't phase menMeanwhile I'm sittin at home, all alonenTryna keep myself from goin crazynWhen I'm in the house, when I think aboutnWhen I see you out, when I hear about {T-Pain}nI wan't my baby back {'Lo-so}, and I thought it would be easynbut it's hard for me to let you go!n(Baby don't) go (baby don't) gon(Baby don't) go (baby don't) {y'all know what this is}nn[Fabolous]nNow I'm better than your ex, gon be better than your nextnBaby screwed up so you better be from Tex-asnCan't seem to doubt that I creamed her outnNow you dream about how I turned Neiman outnNothin to scream about, just back your Beemer outnPack it up in the trunk, go to Kima housenCause I can play cool, but I can't play foolnThere's options in break up, you ever play pool?nBetter do you cause I damn sure does menAnd what your buzz be is only because of menThe wifey, husby, never was menI does me, trust menI don't want another you so Imma slide (yup)nBut I got another boo on the said, bay baynn[Chorus: T-Pain (Fabolous) {unlisted J.D. ad libs}]nI try to play coolnActin like what you do don't phase me, don't phase menMeanwhile I'm sittin at home, all alonenTryna keep myself from goin crazynWhen I'm in the house, when I think aboutnWhen I see you out, when I hear aboutnI want my baby back! And I thought it would be easynbut it's hard for me to let you gon(Baby don't) go (Baby don't) gon(Baby don't) go (baby don't)nn[Fabolous]nThrough the time I been alone, time I spent on phonesnKnow you ain't lettin them climb up in my thronenNow baby that lime with that PatronnHave me talkin crazy, it's time to come on homenNow, I talked with someone abovenIt's okay to lose your pride over someone you lovenDon't lose someone you love over your pridenStick witcha entree and get over your sidenWe break up to make up at Jacob's babynHer parents fought too, I'm the makeup babynWake up baby, love'll have you open thoughnI mean you seen Tom Cruise on the Oprah shownSo I just can't bet on the next handnThere's too much in this pot just to give to the next man nn[Chorus]nn[Fabolous]nNow if you ain't never went though it, you ain't really into itnThe next rap to show you I really been through itnEvery other day I'm givin the love awaynThat's what your friend's sister or lil brother saynIf Imma do somethin, it's the undercover waynWhen them hatin ass watchdogs look the other waynAnd others may not see that we need each othernBut if we on the same page, we can read each othernThey should learn us, instead of try to turn usnMr. and Mrs. Smith, we both got the burners upnIf you love your baby then turn this upnKnow we keep this hot like a thermos cupnRelax, don't be tryna perm us upnWe already straight - yesnn[Chorus]nn[Jermaine Dupri]nFab we gon have to make a dance to this song man!nYaknahmean; ain't know way you can't dance on thisnUh, T-Pain!nn[T-Pain]nI want my baby back! And I thought it would be easy but it's hard for me to let you go!