You wish you knew Don't wanna be the one that you choose 'Cause I'm the one, the one, the one that Don't wanna put my love there, you Don't wanna make a headline and lose Girl I got a problem Unless we trust I don't know you like that You could be the

I wanna feel like this for the rest of my life, my life I'm so far up, I ain't coming down I'm a good guy in my soul Gonna make her happy, make her laugh I wanna feel like this For the rest of my life, my life Now I ain't been in love before But I got

La la la la la You make me wanna sing, another love song La la la la You make me wanna sing Loud enough for everybody to hear And it started from the day you appeared Oh, I'mma sing it again say Ain't got no game But, ain't got no shame babe

Do what you wanna do Who to sock it to I can't tell you It's your thing (It's your thing) And if you want me to love you, maybe I will I need you woman, it ain't no big deal You need lovin' just as bad as I do, now Make's me no difference now, who you

I love the way you sex me up and grind so impressed Don't need no bed Give me more time Don't play me though Don't need no drinks I'd love some, gwaan some I wanna make you say Oh yeah, though

Ain't nobody gonna love you like I do Ain't nobody gonna ever love you I'm looking for a love gangster Someone to be my master I'm looking for a grave maker A lady killer soul shaker It's not that I wanna die Dying's a slow way to live

I wanna l-l-l-l-l-l-l-love unconditional Take me as I am If you love me like you say you love me I wanna l-l-l-l-l-l-l-love I'm far from perfect, nothing even close But that's what makes me beautiful, that's something you should know And I'm not looking

Got up this mornin', just about the break of day Got up this mornin', feelin' round for my shoes You know, I cried last night and all the night before You know, love's a hard ol' fall, make you do things you don't wanna do I got a letter this mornin',

(I can't go another day without you) Would it make you, make you, wanna stay? And if I wrote you a love song and sang it to you every day Would it ever be enough to make you wanna come back home and stay? But if I told you I loved you, would it make you

Dropped outta school now we dumb rich, dumb rich This sound like some forty-three-oh-one shit, one shit All my niggas wanna do is pop style, pop style Turn my birthday into a lifestyle, lifestyle Tell my mom I love her if I do not make it Got so many