They call the lonely one Is it good to have cried? With the longing to hide On your heartaches and fears Is it wise to be cold, to struggle, to hold back with tears If you could only see the girl You'd know that since you're gone The lonely one is me

Can't get enough, Cause I know you need X's and O's. So baby when you want X's and O's, I'm sincerely yours, girl. So I gotta give it up, For your love, Cause shawty you so fine! I think I found miss right. So girl you know I got X's and O's,

It's not the same without your love Every night and every day, girl It's late at night, nothin's feelin' right Since you've gone away I think I know why you left this time, But it's still hard to say I nearly lost it, when he came around you Now I'm

She's the center of his whole world. Since the day they got married, He'd been praying for a little baby boy. Someone he could take fishing, Throw the football and be his pride and joy. He could already see him holding that trophy, Taking his team to

Don't go city on me Please girl keep it country Life so different since you cross those tracks Come on keep it country With your fancy bling and your miss me jeans The girl I knew wouldn't need those things Bring that pretty little accent back Don't go

Baby I'm a lifer I ain't goin' nowhere Told you since day one I had to wife ya Show the world that I just wanna love ya Girl I don't wanna fight ya Yeah you're the only one for me God knows that I'm a product of George Strait And dammit I love sayin' to

Don't go city on me Please girl keep it country Life so different since you cross those tracks Come on keep it country With your fancy bling and your miss me jeans The girl I knew wouldn't need those things Bring that pretty little accent back Don't go

Don't know why there's no sun up in the sky, stormy weather Yeah, since my girl and I ain't together, keeps rainin' all the time Life is bare, gloom and misery everywhere, stormy weather Yeah, just can't get my poor self together; oh, I'm weary all the

Don't make the good girls go bad You don't really love her Please don't do it Since Big ain't here, I'm about to do it for T'yanna And put roses on the grave of Kanye's mama This for all the lost girls locked up in the pen All the girls that hold it

I wanna fuck you in the studio And lately I been drippin' sauce Baby girl, I know it's been a minute Been a minute since I hit it But I wanna do somethin' different (oh yes I do, okay, okay) And I think that you just wanna lick it Got a session in the