If you want it let's do it Ride it, my pony, my saddle Is waitin', come and, jump on it Jump, jump, jump on it Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump You don't need another lover Don't you let it go I already got it covered, let the others know It's the the

You were mine my boo I don't know bout cha'll But I know about us and uh This is the only way We know how to rock It started when we were younger girl Now another brother's taking over But it's still in your eyes my boo Even though we used to argue it's

I feel our bodies getting colder And it's the road that leads to nowhere But all I want to do is go there She's got me, running from the daylight She gives me, a feeling that I can't fight Before we started it was over I'm not ready to start again And

I'm facing the bottle for all of my problems These Instagram models are nothing but trouble She's going away now (Now it's over) I'm going full throttle (You drive me crazy) All these Instagram models I said they're nothing but trouble She's going away

You've changed You've forgotten the words, I love you Each memory that we've shared You ignore every star above you I can't realize you've ever cared You're not the angel I once knew No need to tell me that we're through It's all over now That sparkle in

I'm trying not to stare, it's too late The blankets over there, if you like I'm broken and I'm colder than hell I should've said I'd not come back here Your breakfast will get cold I really have to go It's easier to lie and be safe Time and time again

I sit here in a daze Wishing I could change my ways And let's not pretend it isn't what it is Its time we both go on and live We've been living like it's raining When it's just been pouring down sun We've been living as if life is over When it has only

It's not over tonight Just give me one more chance to make it right I may not make it through the night I won't go home without you And I won't go home without you Every night you cry yourself to sleep Thinking: "Why does this happen to me? Why does

I, don't know what you take me for I, really don't play that shit I, ain't got to get you hit I get out myself and spray that shit Man I'm tired of tellin' niggas over and over I got a itchy-itchy trigger finger, nigga it's killin' me Not to spray this

Baby, I'm so glad you're over here Now I get to show you all the things That I been wanting to show you for such a long time Don't say nothin' Picture this you and me in the kitchen babe, on the counter Feeding each other fruits babe Straight from there