Didn't mean to two-time ya, two-time ya Don't think it was three times, can't be more than four times You wet my eyes but I don't mind it I tell you lies but it's only sometimes You pick a fight and I'll define it I swear that I, I swear that I I only

I had to reco-reco-reconig-i-ize it A lot of these niggas tell real lies They not 'bout shit in real life And that's something that I had to realize (Realize) (Reco-reco-reconig-i-ize) They see me winning and now they don't like it (Yeah, I know they

So don't ask me no questions And I won't tell you no lies So don't ask me 'bout my business And I won't tell you goodbye Well, every time that I come home Nobody wants to let me be It seems that all the friends I've got Just got to come interrogate me I

Show me where your love lies Waste the day and spend the night Underneath the sunrise Don't be afraid to tell me if you ain't with it (you ain't with it) It's hard for me to open up, I'll admit it (I'll admit it) You've got some shit to say and I'm here

When the girls talk boys When the girls, when the girls talk Oh, when the girls, when the girls talk When you're talking to your girls, do you talk about me? Do you tell them white lies, do you tell them the truth? 'Cause every night you and I find

I should tell you Christmas bells are ringing How time flies When compassion dies No stocking, no candy canes No gingerbread, no safety net No loose change, no change, no Santa Claus is coming 'Cause Santa Claus ain't coming

Ask me no questions, I will tell you no lies We're looking for angels in the darkest of skies I'm not asking for a miracle If you feel it could you let me know? I'm not asking for a miracle (I'm not asking for a miracle) And I need you to know I'm not

You get one shot, don't fuck it up, turn to my enemy I can't feel your vibe if you telling lies, that's not my energy Girl, that's not my energy, so get the fuck away from me I like good girls, these bad girls, they not meant for me (nah) I like good

I heard you tellin' lies I heard you say you weren't born of our blood I know we're the crooked kind But you're crooked too, boy, and it shows Some get dealt simple hands Some walk the common paths, all nice and worn But all folks are damaged goods It

Jive talkin' It's just your jive talkin' You're telling me lies, yeah You wear a disguise So misunderstood, yeah Oh, my child Good lovin' Still gets in my eyes Nobody believes what you say