Text: Keith Sweat. Didn't See Me Coming. Don't Have Me.

Yeah y'all don't hear me, no no
Yeah yeah, yeah listen yeah listen

Got a house on the hill
Ten cars in your driveway
And you never seem to look my way
'Cuz I could feel your pain

So you got a college degree
You might have a PHD so you drive a GS3
But it don't matter to me every night you cry yourself to sleep
Mmm, 'cuz you're so lonely

You may have money, you may have cars
But you ain't had shit, till you've been in my arms
You don't have a thing, still you don't have me baby
Keith, where you at? Help me sing

So you got a private jet
A Bentley Coupe you ain't even drove yet
Everyday you go home alone, yes you do
I know it's wrong, yeah

So you got a college degree
So you got a PHD, so you drive a GS3
Every night you cry yourself to sleep
Cry yourself, alright, 'cuz you're so lonely

You may have money, you may have cars
But you ain't had shit till you've been in my arms
You don't have a thing, still you don't have me, baby

I'm gon' make you say ooh, make you say, make you say
I'm gon' make you say ahh, make you say, make you say
I'm gon' make you say yeah, yes, yes, yes, yes, ahh

You may have, you may have ten cars in your driveway
Don't mean a thing girl ain't gon' mean a thing
Till you been in my arms but still you don't have me, baby
See you got the pretty Benz

You may have money, you may have cars
But you ain't had shit till you've been in my arms
You don't have a thing still you don't have me, baby

I'm gon' make you say ooh, make you say, make you say
I'm gon' make you say ahh, make you say, make you say
I'm gon' make you say yeah, yes, yes, yes, yes, ahh
Do you hear me girl?

You may have money, you may have cars
But you ain't had shit, till you've been in my arms
You don't have a thing still you don't have me, baby