I can make a thug cry, tonight There's something 'bout you Baby we got to Give it all that we got for the moment Watch me make a thug cry, tonight Cause that's how true love is supposed to be ain't it When it feels so good it shakes all your belief, baby

Oh get used to it, eh I know you getting used to it So get used to me checking in Get used to me falling through Just to see your face There ain't a moment Get used to me touching you Get used to me loving you