I would like to get to know you baby Like to get under your sexy body Under your sexy body Come take me under now, na na na, na na na Go on and go there, na na na, na na na Who's to say what's meant to be? Oh, I can't help myself, it's human nature,

Everytime you go away You take a piece of me with you And everytime you go away 'Cause you can't see we've got everything Baby, even though you know That everytime you go away Baby, if we can't solve any problems Why do we lose so many tears? Oh, so you

It's finders keepers It don't need to be no deeper Put your arms all around it Take it now that you've found it I got what you want If you trust me then trust me I got what you want, 'cause I got you You've got it, I want it When I'm willing to put my

I know you better than you It's never more than I can take I wouldn't have it any other way Slip away in the night You find me holding my breath for you But you're not yourself 'Cause you will never slip away Come and suffer here You find me on my knees

This time it's my way, ah, my way This is not a love song This is not a sing along But ladies, are you with me? I know that you're with me Add a little sugar, they say Be a little sweeter, they say Gotta give and take, but I say Be a little proper, they

Look at me, look at me Realest shit you niggas ever seen Some things you have to see for yourself Francis Ford, fuckin' with them hoes You niggas still can't afford Made so many mistakes I know that my niggas relate Just to rattle my cage, so much shit

No matter how far I go No one or nothing can change Just remember that And no matter how long it takes I'm hoping that this ain't too hard to believe 'Cause baby, you're the only one for me I know it gets hard when I'm moving in and outta' state But I

What a shame What a loss Love to you, babe Do what you have to I think I know what you're trying to say Love to the lovers Hate to the haters The winner takes She takes it all

So hold up and, take it through the night And we should follow through, to make it alright Now grab each others' hands, get 'em all I wanna see you rock to the piano It's not hard, (it's not hard) But I'd rather make a song they can play on the radio

And when she call me I might pick up I pull up on her, paint a picture I know you want me to be witcha But, baby I can't take no pictures She want Balmain, baby them is small things I'm balling, I might pull up when she calling No small change, walking