I want you I need you I gotta be near you I spent my money as I took my turn There once was a woman A strange kind of woman The kind that gets written down in history Her name was Nancy Her face was nothing fancy She left a trail of happiness and misery

With my little black dress on Know you need me (Get it, ah) Every time you see me with my little black dress on Say you want a freak, sir, might see it You wanna be color, bright and peachy Baby, you should know that I ain't easy Press this McQueen and

It's not your fault It's not your fault, yeah and It's not your fault, yeah Na na na na Oh, it's not that you should care. I just wanted you to know. Baby, when I'm yellin' at you, Baby cuz I'm crazy for you,

So give me the hard stuff The kind that makes you real 'Cause I want the hard stuff When they're throwin' sticks and stones I'm never gonna give you up I'll be there when the storm comes We can cut each other to the bone Yeah I want the hard stuff (hard

Who knows how long I've loved you You know I love you still Will I wait a lonely lifetime If you want me to-- I will. For if I ever saw you I didn't catch your name But it never really mattered I will always feel the same. Love you forever and forever

Let a nigga know Shawty what you want Layin in the bed Smokin on the dope Bad bitch with me Say she wanna roll Right here by the stove Yeah, I got all these drugs

'Cause I’m so into you, into you, into you A little less conversation and a little more touch my body So baby, come light me up and baby I'll let you on it A little bit dangerous, but baby, that's how I want it A little less conversation, and a little

The monarchy of roses Several of my best friends wear, The colors of the crown And Mary wants to fill it up, And Sherry wants to tear it all back down, girl The savior of your light The monarchy of roses tonight We all want the rose you know

I don't wanna do it if it's not the real thing She don't wanna do it if you ain't got the bill paid Yeah, the real thing All my boss bitches know I got the bill Bad bitches and they want the real thing All my boss bitches know I got the bill, paid Fell

She wish she was a nigga Baby look in the mirror You got your hair and your nails done You fucking who you want Not thinking you was wrong Bitch you wish you was a nigga Damn you should be ashamed Acting like those pussy lips can't hang You been going