Let me put my love into you, babe Let me put my love on the line Let me cut your cake with my knife Don't you struggle Don't you fight Don't you worry 'Cause it's your turn tonight Flying on a free flight Driving all night

I realize, that I'm feelin' it Kissed the girls, made them cry Why you gangsta, all the time? Though sometimes, I can deal with it It's a love and hate relationship That's a thug's nature (That's a nigga nature) Thuggin life, and gettin' high but that's

I can't remember feeling love like this in so long. I can't imagine living life without you by my side. Day after day you find a way to make this grown man cry. All for you. It's so true, I'm all for you. I'm all for you. Last night I fell asleep, and I

Girls love girls and boys And never did I think that I Would be caught in the way you got me But girls love girls and boys And love is not a choice But if you change your mind, you know where I am Yeah if you change your mind, you know Where to find me

You are you are the love of my life I'm looking right at the other half of me The vacancy that sat in my heart Is a space that now you hold Show me how to fight for now And I'll tell you, baby, it was easy Coming back into you once I figured it out You

Remember me like this Just like this But baby even if your nigga ain't rich I hope, I hope, I hope I hope, we make it babe For rich or poor, we won't be broke Have me lover Keep me baby Think of me forever this way Hold me closer, keep me safe

(This must be my dream) Wide awake before I found you I can't wait for you boy (Wake me from my dream) What does all our love amount to? We can't make love when you fly around me baby I personify the ‘adolescent on a phone’ Speaking like I’m bigger than

You've got my number Yeah, baby, you know me You've got me wonderin' How good that end might be If I could kiss you Spend a little time with you, girl You love to drive me A hundred miles right out of my mind You love to make me

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

Sorry that I've been livin' in my head Holdin' onto words I ain't said yet I'm bit of sorry, I just can't see You with someone that isn't me You should know I've been tryna find my peace I know it's difficult being with me But I just wanna love you this