Na-na-na-na-na-na 'Cause love ain't used like a riddle 'Cause I can't tell just what the hell you want Love, na-na-na-na-na, yay Hold me down, just a little Can we meet in the middle? Let me know if you in it I don't get it, I don't get it, what you

I got mad, mad love I got mad, mad love for ya 'Cause I won't let you go, no, I won't let you go We don't give a, we love the drama I got mad, mad love for you Whoever said if you love someone, you should set them free They don't know shit about you and

You don't know What you do to me lately Got you rolling papers, got you rolling papers I got so much love for ya Want you to know How much that I fuck with you, oh Wanna roll one up for ya Want you to come to the back of the club It's a gang thing, it's

I always got it on me Just in case you want me So, if you’re looking for my love Then light it up I get so neurotic about it baby ‘Cause I know you’re reading your phone I can’t help from going crazy Thinking you might not be all alone I wake up, I check

She screams with those eyes I have lived in a junkyard Where the weeds eat up the rain If you get anything there even out of place You know there's hell to pay And he said "you're as sick as you are lovely And in need of a hand" He tells me "you are

Brad Pitt, that's my cousin When you see me in the club Angelina show me love You got me fucked up Like you don't know what's up All my Angelinas if you got it let me see it Brad, Brad, Pitt Slick shit man that's all we do hoe That little homie let me

And I love ya When the rain came I thought you'd leave 'Cause I knew how much you loved the sun But you chose to stay, stay and keep me warm Through the darkest nights I've ever known If the mandolin wind couldn't change a thing Then I know I love ya Oh

'Cause my fingers ain't working, but my heart is If you wanna let me know where you hiding I could come and love (I could come and love) I could come and love (I could come and love ya) I could come and love ya (I could come and love) I could come and

She screams with those eyes I have lived in a junkyard Where the weeds eat up the rain If you get anything there even out of place You know there's hell to pay And he said "you're as sick as you are lovely And in need of a hand" He tells me "you are

She keeps me warm And I can't change Even if I tried Even if I wanted to My love, my love, my love I don't know Love is patient, love is kind Love is patient,(Not crying on Sundays) love is kind(I'm not crying on Sundays) When I was in the 3rd grade I