We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby And you better bring your whole crew Yes any time you want to All this money got my mind gone Yeah! This that '63 AMG Ghost music This that Ace of Spade, Belair, let's toast music Nigga let's

I got faith in you baby, I got faith in you now And you've been such a, such a good friend of me I met you, hallelujah, I got faith I get it runnin' and my mind goes crazy I think about you mornin', noon, night and day Know that I love you somehow (love

Tell me, tell me yeah. Sad,sad story, about all the things I've heard. Now baby, there's something on my mind. You said I was your true love. But I hear you're foolin' 'round. I gotta know girl what's going down. Oh, tell me, wher do we go from here and.

Out of my mind Stoned out of my mind I'm going crazy You got me goin' (stoned) Got me stoned Stoned without your love Baby, when I found out you were lyin' Playin' around and connivin'

I can't wait much longer There beneath the diamond sky Caviar and the moon light wine She hasn't yet made up her mind If she'll take me See my love it's stoned indeed Got my future at your feet baby The simple life! You can take me

Oh oh oh oh oh ooh, b-ball for me, yeah Oh oh oh oh oh ooh, ball for me Baby could you? I got too much on my mind right now I ain't got the time to get you Saint Laurent down Could you? I got too much on my mind right now Time to hit Rodeo, give my baby

You nasty boy I got you breaking into a sweat Got you hot, bothered, and wet Nasty, naughty boy Oh baby, for all it's worth I swear I'll be the first to blow your mind Put your icing on my cake Come here, big boy Ah, mm, yeah

Drunk texting, drunk texting you I got you on my mind I'll be drunk texting, drunk texting, drunk texting you Why's it always happen, when I get this way? I'm blowing up your line Drunk texting you (Drunk texting you) So baby tonight And the truth is

Baby, baby, baby I got so much love in me Oh baby, baby Cause if you gonna get me off You got to love me deep Well, you want my heart, and all my time But it won't be there if you can't deal with my mind I require plenty conversation with my sex Time and

I got you on my mind, baby I got you on my mind, I got you on my mind Thinking that I'm good but you know I'm 'bout to relapse Started with phone conversations and I Flew out to see you, it's raining outside We sat by the water and talked about life Oh,