[Verse 1: Payroll]
I’m at the bar with my man, discussin’ big-money moves
Over premium food and shots of 1942
Seen a chick hit da do’, she was so damn cold
But she look kind o’ familiar, I think I seen her befo’
I kept glancin’ at her
But every time I’m lookin’ back
Me and her clearly catchin’ eye contact
Then, the bartender gave me a shot, “What is that?”
She said, “It’s from the girl behind you – wearin’ black.”
I walk up on her, tell her, “thank you,” and then we chat
My mans told me he was ‘bout to go, then gave me dap
I asked her where she from
She said, “Da hood,” and started hittin’ me
This the bitch that be fuckin’ heavy wit’ my enemy
Now, she gettin’ touchy-feely, guess it was da Hennessy
Every joke she tell, I’m just playin’ like it tickles me
Glad I got my pistol wit’ me, what if this a move?
But she don’t bring her man up, what am I to do?

[Chorus: Payroll & Tamara Jewel]
What am I (what am I) supposed to do?
(supposed to do)
When I’m takin’ a chance fuckin’ witchu (fuckin’ witchu)?
My enemy’s girlfriend
Now, if someone found out about us (found out about us)?
Well, then someone is gonna get fucked up
My enemy’s girlfriend
[Verse 2: Payroll]
The next day, I asked myself so many questions
“Did her boyfriend send dis bitch in my direction?”
Or she seekin’ some revenge, ‘cause he bein’ reckless
Is this bitch a curse, or could I use her as a blessin’
Then, I get a message, it’s her, we started textin’
Said she wanna see me while she chillin’ at the Westin
Called up my mans, had him trail me to de room
Kick in da door, if you see any strange moves
Me and her just kickin’ it, I said, “You got a man?”
She said, “Stop playin’, boy, you know I got a man.”
She said, “I know yall beefin’. I get it. I understand
But he a fuckin’ snake, so I really don’t give a damn.”
She said, “You so fine. I really can’t take it.”
Next thing I know, she was standin’ up, naked
I fucked her like I loved her, she just kept screamin’, “Damn!”
I will never understand my enemy’s girlfriend

[Chorus: Payroll & Tamara Jewel]
What am I (what am I) supposed to do?
(What am I supposed to do?)
When I’m takin’ a chance fuckin’ witchu?
(ooo, fuckin’ witchu)
My enemy’s girlfriend
Now, if someone found out about us (about us)?
Well, then someone is gonna get fucked up
My enemy’s girlfriend
[Verse 3: Payroll]
Now, we layin’ in the bed, chillin’
She bring up her man and said that she wanna kill him
I said, “Chill, baby. You just catchin’ feelin’s.”
She said, “Nah, he did some shit,” and she just can’t forgive him
Looked her in her face, she was serious
So, I jumped on it, I ain’t ‘bout to play, period
Told her, “Line him up, I’ll do da rest
Have him come to a spot, den shoot a text
Not to this phone, another one
Then, you break the phone. This is serious, don’t fuck it up.”
I can tell she done lined n***as up befo’
I know her kind, really, she a scandalous hoe
Mission complete, we met up later, she was geeked
Now, she like, “This leaves room just for you and me.”
She smilin’ at me wit’ a big grin
Girl, I love what you did, but I can’t have no loose ends