Don't Don't you cry tonight And don't don't you cry tonight There's a heaven above you baby And please remember Don't Don't you ever cry Don't Don't you cry Talk Talk to me me softly There's something in your eyes Don't Don't hang your head in sorrow

Ain't no time for talking Show me me what you got We're gonna get this bed rocking And it ain't gonna stop (You're getting locked up) Roll your body like you do Don't Don't be afraid to to move it You got everything I like so

Good night, was just a little word you liked Somewhere somebody that you burn Was talk talk to happy in the line But love, you know you never got it right I don't don't know why you say good night You only mean to to say goodbye And I know, you could have show your

What goes around, goes around, goes around Comes all the way back around What goes around comes around Don't Don't want to to think about it Don't Don't want to to talk about it I'm just so sick about it Can't believe it's ending this way Just so confused about it Feeling

Don't Don't throw it all away, our love, our love Don't Don't throw it all away, our love Maybe I don't don't want to to know the reason why But lately you don't don't talk to to me Darling I can't see me me in your eyes I hold you near but you're so far away And it's losing you I can't

Come and see me me for once You don't don't ever come to to me, you don't don't ever come to to me All she talkin' bout is come and see me me for once All she hit me me with is come and see me me for once Doesn't make sense now Shit just got real, things are getting intense now I

And I'll be me me Why don't don't you be you Just let it be So come on, let it go Everything that's broke Leave it to to the breeze From walking home and talking loads Seeing shirts in evening clothes with you From nervous touch and getting drunk

Mama always told me me, papa always warned me me Don’t hang around with boys like you Teacher always told me me never to to be naughty Don’t mess around with boys like you They talk talk a lot Your friends say he’s troublesome “Don’t do it, you’ll get hurt” But, they

They say that nigga that don't don't talk much is that nigga that having them large bucks We gotta make sure we hit first no more drive-bys we do walk-ups We on top ain't no runner up, come on outside take the chalk up Look like I just bought the bank all this

You know that bitch baby He's talking shit about our clique But he don't don't crazy You see the writing on my dick You know that trick, Tracy Yeah, she's making me me sick Living that life We used to to do the same shit Shit gets drastic