[Intro]

M-M-Maybach Music

[Chorus: Jeremih]

I apologize, I don’t recollect your name

(Oh, baby, I don’t know your name)

But lemme tell you that them heels, really complement your frame

(Look at your body, baby)

Girl lemme get them "ooh-ahhs"

Then I gotta catch my plane

Say ya miss me and ya wishing for some private time

Girl, how could we get that way?

Girl, how could we get that way?

[Verse 1: Wale]

Look, another day, another dollar

She hate me when I leave cause when I leave I never call her

That's life, shit, aight, shit, I could call you right quick

But if I call, you gon' be like, "Boo, why we haven't skyped yet?"

And on Skype, bet you say, "'Le, where my flight at?"

If I decline then you inquire on where I spend my nights at

Shit this life gets overwhelming and more then hectic

But a woman worth some anger is certainly worth some effort

Just look closer, my life is quite deceptive

Women'll sell they soul, just to buy some attention

I need something to hold, fuck that passive aggression

And when I'm back from off that road, don't ask me no questions

Please, fear what you don't know, haha

[Chorus: Jeremih]

I apologize, I don’t recollect your name

(Oh, baby, I don’t know your name)

But lemme tell you that them heels, really complement your frame

(Look at your body, baby)

Girl lemme get them "ooh-ahhs"

Then I gotta catch my plane

Say ya miss me and ya wishing for some private time

Girl, how could we get that way?

Girl, how could we get that way?

[Verse 2: Wale]

Don't remember how I met her, but I know I won't forget her

And If loving her is wrong then I just know I won't see Heaven

She say she from Seattle, she 20 and some change

Before I get to T.I.A, I'm sure to make her rain

Then I'm back up on my plane, Chi-town O'Hare

We spend some time and get some wine, have some milds from Harold's

I told her this here's overrated, but I love your city baby

Gotta get back to the D, you know we finally famous

Driver drop me off at Dulles, I'm headed to some money

TSA be laughing, all them rubbers in your luggage

I know I'ma always leave 'em, but I swear I'll always love 'em

Tell her you'll probably find someone but you'll never find another

Wale, oww!

[Chorus: Jeremih]

I apologize, I don’t recollect your name

(Oh, baby, I don’t know your name)

But lemme tell you that them heels, really complement your frame

(Look at your body, baby)

Girl lemme get them "ooh-ahhs"

Then I gotta catch my plane

Say ya miss me and ya wishing for some private time

Girl, how could we get that way?

Girl, how could we get that way?

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]

Got on my suede shoes, I'm in a great mood

Air baggage claim, awaiting miss thang out of St. Louis

Know she shining bright, got on my Cartier

She my Billie Jean, we menage with Mary Jane

See we city hop, Vegas to LA

Brings a lot of joy, Bugatti boy, that's lane to lane

Our faucets used to drip, I used to ride the bench

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

Packed her bags now she live amongst entrepreneurs

Marc Jacob the makeup, she Givenchy consumer

Gianni Versaci connoisseur, a carnivore

Accountable for a half a million uncounted for, boy

Hahahah (M-M-Maybach Music)

[Chorus: Jeremih]

I apologize, I don’t recollect your name

(Oh, baby, I don’t know your name)

But lemme tell you that them heels, really complement your frame

(Look at your body, baby)

Girl lemme get them "ooh-ahhs"

Then I gotta catch my plane

Say ya miss me and ya wishing for some private time

Girl, how could we get that way?

Girl, how could we get that way?

[Outro]

M-M-Maybach Music