Now I put the ice on my chest (I'm doing it) Now I got plaques on the wall (I'm doing it) Now I never answer a call (I'm doing it) Now I gotta house in the west (I'm doing it) There's no way you can tell man that I can't do what I want to (I do what I

Buy me a rose, call me from work Open a door for me, what would it hurt Show me you love me by the look in your eyes These are the little things I need the most in my life He works hard to give her all he thinks she wants A three car garage, her own

Yeah I'm down if you feel like messin' around Whatever you want, shoot, I don't care, you can come over here I can come over there And pick you up, that's right On a sit around Saturday night with nothing to do And you just want something to do All you

Call it what you want Call it what you want, yeah yeah call it what you want Yeah yeah I said just call it what you want, yeah yeah call it what you want We've got nothing to lose You better run and hide Yeah you've crossed the line I've got a knife

If you fall, I'm fallin' too If you call, I'm callin' too What you want, I wanna do Just tell me, and we can decide I don't wanna fight, yeah yeah Tell my mamma I'll be back In a little, I'mma save her No matter what went down I don't care, I don't blame

Hit it hard from the back Roll around on the front I know you've heard a lot of tracks But 12 Play is what you want Just let me call the studio Then we can go all night Girl I hope you can hang Cause I'm horny as hell tonight

I'm calling you up, you tell me it's over Yeah, it's hard when you're young You say what you want, but it's hard when you're young We both know I go too far like when I wrecked your car And almost fought your father when he pushed me in the yard And all

Falling in love (hey) I got the recipe Take a sip of my secret potion Boy, you belong to me And it's called black magic (And it's called black magic) Wanna know what it is make the boys want more I'll make you fall in love For a spell that can't be broken

They want your number so they can call you Just to come over to cook for all you Thought she was thirsty and it was all true Only business she want is hopin' you let her fall through Blah, blah, blah, bitch Using bid'ness just to sit up on my dick How I

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',