Say you don't know me, you'll burn You can refuse, but you'll lose, it's by me Say you don't want me, you'll learn Nothin you do will be new, 'cause I'm through Call me a liar, you knew You were a fool, but that's cool, it's all right Call me the Devil,

Did you stand by me No, not at all You must explain why this must be You say you stand by your man Tell me something I don't understand You said you love me and that's a fact And then you left me, said you felt trapped Well some things you can explain

If you see kay Will you tell her that I love her Let her know I want her back If she listens Say I'm missing everything about her Make sure you say, I'm sweet FA Without her If you see my friend, Doesn't matter where or when,

I, I'm a do you dirty Say you love me now, baby, it's too early You think you love me now, I think you should be worried Swear you see the good in me But that don't beat the hood in me And I got my intentions and use Guess I'm make believe 'cause baby, I

Do do do do do I don't think you understand There's nowhere left to turn Walls keep breaking Time is like a leaf in the wind Either it's time worth spent Or time I've wasted Safe to say that Don't waste it

Shall I write or phone from Paris or Rome Even though you're tryin' to hold me back You don't get no mail you know I'm in jail Fare thee well, my brother, please don't stand in my way I'm goin' down to that dirty town no matter what you say You fooled me

Don't like to say what I'll do 'Cause I'm like poison ivy I'll break out all over you Cause I don't like to brag Well I don't like to brag Now cats don't touch that gal that bleeds You'll get wasted down to your knees I don't like to brag Everyday when I

You want it, we got it You want what we got I know what you want We got it, you don't We got it, you won't I know what you want (you want it) Sometimes you drive me mad with the things you say and do You act like we're so bad, well, I got a message for

La da da da da Fuck these niggas Know and know What's your name? How far is a light year? If I was being honest I'd say long as I could fuck three times a day and not skip a meal I'm good I used to work on my feet for 7 dollars a hour Call my momma like

We're going to shoot you But don't get the wrong idea And there's nothing in your head or pocket Throat or wallet You're appealing to emotions that I simply do not have So put your hands in the air and don't make a sound That could change just how this