Love's got you goin' It's turnin' you upside down You play the game, it's so insane Love's got you spinnin' all around, baby Yeah, yeah, yeah Called lost and found Oh, oh, round and round Like lost and found Tryin' to figure out just where you are

You gon' get my hopes high, girl On some nights like this, shawty, I can't help but think of us If I called, would you pick it up? On some nights like this, I just wanna text you, but for what? Just gon' play with my emotions just because, no (Oh) And I

I can't handle no liquor But these bitches can't handle me I can't control my niggas And my niggas they can't control me You say you know me, my nigga But you really just know the old me Callin' up your uncle's place Shit's all over the place I don't

Call you on your phone and never come see you, darling I will never do that I'm roaming through the halls and asking people who be with you just to try to know where you at Yea wassup baby girl I'm just looking over this homework I really need some help

Suicidal, in a trance, a religious army Fight without an uniform and hide in the crowd Chosen by God or a coward insane, stand up and show me your face! Call it holy, call it just, authorized by heaven Leave your wounded as they die and call it "God's

I felt it all, just like a cannonball You know I can't stand no more You're tellin' lies, so don't you criticize Yeah I got used, all messed up and abused You let me down, with all your runnin' round Still you pretend and try to call me friend Don't say

I'm in awe of no one, I'm made for this, teach me what to want I am the hot mic, I pick up asides, of the modern tyrant Laws of the shadows, colors of justice, I don't know what it meant How patriotism is now enough and it's powerful stuff Can we get it

Beautiful little fools That's what us girls are destined for Born to be adored We're all just born to be adored Where is the feminine race? Where are these so-called independent women? Who pick up their flaws And let the world in Where are these girls?

Yeah I'm down if you feel like messin' around Whatever you want, shoot, I don't care, you can come over here I can come over there And pick you up, that's right On a sit around Saturday night with nothing to do And you just want something to do All you

She got me going down She got me going psycho Got me living on a tightrope But I love that shit Just be open to the possibility of me and you Oh no, you lie I want to, so I Might call you tonight if I do pick up