I'm in the hood where niggas don't bother me (check it out) Thirty-five hunnid my cardigan (check it out) Shawty gon' fuck, shawty gon' swallow me (check it out) Shawty gon' get on top of me You know what I'm saying? Yeah, me and my homie We do this shit

Round, round, round, round, round, round, round, round Round, round, round, round I don't really wanna run around, yeah Time is going slow and I don't mind, yeah Tell me if you know I'm really found, yeah I don't really wanna run around Saying all the

Remind me, remind me Yeah you'd wake up in my old t-shirt We didn't care if people stared We'd make out in a crowd somewhere Somebody'd tell us to get a room It's hard to believe that was me and you Now we keep saying that we're OK But I don't want to

Talk that talk to me, yeah What you saying now, give it to me baby One and two and a three and four Come on let me know if you want some more You know what I like, now get it right Boy talk that talk to me all night Yeah boy I like it yeah boy I like it

Baby by tell me when did you give up on me, give up on me When did you go, when did you go Oh tell me when did you stop, when did you stop, When did you stop loving me yeah When did you give up

Four A.M., praying, can I get some rest? Dreams of suicide and a need for death "They changed so much, you know what I'm saying? How did these two motherfuckers, from New Orleans How did they change, how did they change music?" Yeah, I was the wave, but

You said it was over But your clothes say different on my bedroom floor But your clothes say different on my bedroom floor, yeah You be saying real, real nice, real nice things When I'm touching you You be getting real, real, real, real, real jealous

Remind me, remind me Yeah you'd wake up in my old t-shirt We didn't care if people stared We'd make out in a crowd somewhere Somebody'd tell us to get a room It's hard to believe that was me and you Now we keep saying that we're OK But I don't want to

I'd rather not talk about it just do that shit Got these niggas saying yeah he do that shit Got these bitches saying yeah he do that shit Hit a lil nigga with the Ruger What what what what what (ayy yeah yeah) What what what what what (ayy yuh yuh) And

Remind me, remind me Yeah you'd wake up in my old t-shirt We didn't care if people stared We'd make out in a crowd somewhere Somebody'd tell us to get a room It's hard to believe that was me and you Now we keep saying that we're OK But I don't want to