The only thing that's worse than one is none The things I want to say to you get lost before they come Let me apologize to begin with Let me apologize for what I'm about to say And somehow I got caught up in between Between my lies and how the truth gets

Hey, hey, hey, Aight Toomp man, this what the folks been waiting on I guess, That's right Let's give it to 'em baby Grand Hustle nigga, Aye man they been waiting on this shit since "What You Know" huh? It's the king bitch Alright my nigga, the wait is

Come with me to the dance floor You and me 'cause that's what it's for Show me now what is it And the music in the house We got to be doing You got to be doing And the music in the house, do it! And the music in the house, so

Must be love on the brain That's got me feeling this way (feeling this way) No matter what It beats me black and blue but it fucks me so good No matter what I do, I'm no good without you Must be love, must be love Mu-mu-must be love, love, love, love,

You just want what you can't have I'll call the cops If you don't stop, I'll call your dad And I hate to do this to you on your birthday Happy birthday by the way "It's not you, it's me" and all that other bullshit You know that's bullshit Don'tcha',

What you call me? (tramp!) No you didn't! (you don't wear continental clothes, or Stetson hats) Well, I tell you one doggone thing It makes me feel good to know one thing, I know I am a lover (Matter of opinion) that's all right, mama was, papa too And

So what we get drunk So what we smoke weed We’re just having fun We don’t care who sees So what we go out That’s how it's supposed to be Living young and wild and free When you live like this you’re supposed to party Roll one, smoke one, and we all just

And you don't really wanna fuck with me Only nigga that I trust is me Fuck around and make me bust this heat That's the devil, they always wanna dance Yeah, what up, Detroit? Nu-uh, nu-uh nuh, no, he didn't They didn't do it again (What-what, you what?)

Yeah that's what you are Baby you're a little mind, baby you're a little mind reader You play it off a little shy but baby you're a heart stealer And right here in this car Its like you knew that smile was gonna melt me down Its like you knew those lips

Somethin' went wrong, somethin' went wrong Somethin' went wrong, terribly wrong Now that I know, now that I know Of course I want to lie and say I don't miss you My bitch on the side just told me to forget you That's what niggas do, that's what niggas do