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