I'm up on the 11th floor   Watchin' the cruisers below   He's down on the street tryin' hard   To pull sister flow   My heart's in the basement   My weekend's at an all time low   Cause she's hopin' to score   And I can't see her lettin' him go   Walk out of her heart   Walk out of her mind   Walk out of her heart   Walk out of her mind      [Chorus:]      So swishy in her satin and tat   In her black coat and flippedy-floppedy hat   Oh God, I can do better than that      She's a street-walking cheatah   Of sweet-talking, night-talking games   Well, she's been known in the darkest clubs   For lifting her head over the dames   If she says she can do it, she can do it   She don't make false claims   She's a queen, such are queens   Since you fuck her she sucks their brains   Now she's leading him on   She'll lay him on down   She's leading him on   She'll lay him right down   She's leading him on   It could've been me (3x)      [REPEAT CHORUS]      I'm up on the 11th floor staring at my hotel wall   This floor's so cold it don't feel like no bed at all   Yeah, I'm up on the 11th floor staring at my hotel wall   He's down on the street so I throw both his bags down the hall   Leavin' in a cab, 'cause my stomach feels small   There's a taste in my mouth and it's no taste at all   It should've been me (3x)   Why didn't I stay      [REPEAT CHORUS]