(Whoa whoa whoa whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Lord knows I need something to fill this void Lotta shit happens, like, being in show business A lot of shit happens, like, like, I make a lot of money, you know And I'm really happy about it And I'm not

My ring is yours (save it, for me) Everything is yours (save it all for me) I need you to make me happy There will never be nobody Everything is yours Up at a time when I shouldn't be Thinking 'bout things that I shouldn't be Sad about shit I'm sad about

I know you've been searchin' for someone To make you happy, and get the job done You say you needed, a man with money But I can't be there, and will you still care Tell me baby are you lonely? Don't wanna rush ya I can help ya if ya only, let me touch ya