Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't Don't think I don't think about you oh oh 'Cause I do, 'cause I do, boy Don't, don't, don't 'Cause I do boy 'Cause I do, 'cause I do, 'cause I do, yeah Keep writing you All this racing heart Got you on my mind

Baby, you could have it all (Ooh yeah) Baby, you can have the cars, the clothes, the jewels, the sex, the house Every Thursday Yes, all I could say is yes Promise me you won't regret me like the tattoos on my skin Like the wrong pill When you fuck them,

La la la, la la la la la la la la Girl, if I know for sure I have you by my side I’d build you up Girl, I need to know for sure you’re mine La la la (Yeah!) La la la la la la la la (Uh huh) Ooh I’d lie for you baby (Ooh I’d die for you baby) I like the

But, oh yeah, you know what it means to be alone Today you're laughing pretty baby, tomorrow you could be crying In time baby, I'll get you off my mind Little by little, watch my love slow down You live for today, you leave tomorrow on it's own We got a

Tell me that the pussy is mine, yeah Tell me that that pussy is mine, ooh Is just like me Keep it one hundred babe We both know, I'm not the only one But when I'm there, you treat a nigga And that's probably why I always come, yeah

My soul is wearying Oh Lord who will comfort me? I said my soul is wearying Beating down from all of my misery yeh Gotta hold of my heart Keeps me bound where the whole wide world is free yeah My home is a wreckage a family ground Impli-ed in poverty

Come thru, mi waan you freak me Come thru, mi waan you freak This body leave marks pon my skin when you miss me Come thru, mi waan you freak me, gyal Gwan big up urself Ohh, ohh, yeah girl I tell her farwad yuh zeen She move left, mi gwan right then she

Bust it, down, bust it, down Jumped in the 'What the fuck is that?' Took a shot of Henny out the back Girl you know it's real, I ain't tryna brag I just wanna take you to the back while you let a nigga Bust it, down, oh yeah Bust it, down, oh yeah, yeah

Bitch, I flex, Rick Ross, yeah Yeah, I came in with the sauce, ooh Yeah, I came in with a saw, ooh Yeah, I came in with a saw, yeah Walk in the trap like a boss (ooh) Bitch, I flex, Rick Ross, ooh Damn, everybody do wanna be me

Like baby, baby, baby no Baby, baby, baby oh Like baby, baby, baby oh I thought you'd always be mine (mine) Like baby, baby, baby ooh I thought you'd always be mine Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah (now I'm all gone) Ooh whoa, ooh whoa, ooh whoa