Maybe I can talk you down Cos if you go, I go We're standing on a tiny ledge Before this goes over the edge Gonna use my heart and not my head Just a cigarette gone So I'm driving in my car where I hope you are And try to open up your eyes This is

We can send this bitch up, it can't go down Memories don't live like people do They always 'member you Whether things are good or bad It's just the memories that you have Reliving the past Rock star bitch call me Elvis M.O.B, she call me selfish

I know I'mma get it, I just don't know how Heart up on the stage, body in the crowd Parents always tried keep me home But I can't get paid from the crib, so I'll be gone till we on Whats up, Finally Famous I had it on my jacket way back in high school

I trust you Don't ask, just do Your pass, want to? You get that (love with your touch pass) Baby, we know what it is I've been waiting all alone I ain't tryna play no games We can talk over the phone

Everything happens to me. Your answer was goodbye and there was even postage due. I fell in love just once, and then it had to be with you. I make a date for golf, and you can bet your life it rains. I try to give a party, and the guy upstairs complains.

I just, I just can't-can't take my mind off you At the rooftop, rooftop It was the third of September, we were hanging up on the roof Was the hot, hot night we were having a barbecue And I said hi, you said hi, baby, that's when I knew It was a night to

I couldn't resist him His eyes were like yours His hair was exactly the shade of brown He's just not as tall, but I couldn't tell It was dark and I was lying down You are everything he means nothing to me I can't even remember his name Why're you so

Stars shine whenever you're with me, I melt like the ice in your sweet tea, I just can't say no to you, girl. I'm loving you without trying, Whatever you got I'm buying I ain't no one's fool

Lady, we can lay here and be lazy Let it all go, I'll be a pillow, slide just a little closer, let me warm you up Darling, drown in a river that you're caught in I wanna get lost in your silhouette, and don't forget that red, wet kiss on my lips. We

I just wanna freak you with the lights on Girl, you know you bad Like the mic's on right Hope you don't mind I keep my Nikes on, right We can film it all on my IPhone 5 Let me hit in the front Let me hit in the back now To the middle of the club