We'll be coming back for you one day Standing in the light till it's over, out of our minds Someone had to draw a line I don't even care if I know you, out of our minds Sad to leave it all behind Are we ever gonna feel the same? And we all do it all

I know my wrist be dancing crazy Been on some fly shit lately Used to be so damn patient But now it's fuck you, pay me Can't let these motherfuckers phase me Never let that money change me Ain't the way my mama raised me Don't mean to brag but can you

Sober, sober Will I want you when I'm sober? Will I want you when it's over? Will you want me when you're sober? Will you want me when it's over? Don't know if it's the Hennessy That's got you in your honesty Oh, I just hope you still mean what you say

You mystify me Where to go? Wanna leave me behind Oh, do you know My feet are off the ground I don't know where I stand Do you have to hold my hand? It wouldn't come out right Something on your mind

Don't let goodbyes come too easy Love me, just let me know that you need me Broken home baby Love me, I'll teach you how to love me, love me I can never blame you No one ever taught you how to love right No one ever taught you how to stand by When it’s

We're 'bout to play here The crying game I could've given everything Don't wanna let the tears begin Where did you go? Couldn't see I was too busy Could've just said no Where would you go? I think I know

I can't escape the heat Under your cover Swimming pool summer Gimme your number I wanna take the heat Physical wonder A sensual hunter I break a sweat at the château A party crowd that I don't know

I love to love ya baby I need a crunk tight nigga Makes seven figgas Laced with a platinum Not the silver shit nigga X to L stigga Now don't get me wrong cause I'm not a ho But I know what I got you can't handle though

Don't be cruel to who a heart that's true I don't want no other love Baby it's just you I'm thinking of You know I can be found Sitting home all alone If you can't come around At least please telephone Baby, if I made you mad For something I might have

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