(Hoo hoo wooh true) I will stay true I could have another but I probably shouldn't I've got somebody at home, and if I stay I might not leave alone No, honey I'm good, I could have another but I probably shouldn't Singing out oh oh oh oh oh (Hoo hoo wooh

So rough and tough Just crazy about me Don't care about anything but me Yes I just love him cause he's so crazy Ooh I love my ugly boy Yes I love my ugly boy I believe it's magic (magic) Anything you want (you got it) Anything you need (you got it)

Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah) Wooo-oooh-oooh-oooh I loved you baby since we were at school I didn't show it, I was a fool You were burning I was cold as ice And baby now I realize I gave you misery, I gave you lies And if I hurt you, I

What you wanna believe Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh All I know, it's too late for me to change your mind (What you wanna believe) I'll let go, let you decide Oh, oh, oh I am Forevermore I'll be I'm a problem, I'm the killer, I'm the cure, I guess I'm the end, I'm

Don't stop thinking about tomorrow Don't stop, it'll soon be here Yesterday's gone, yesterday's gone Ooh, don't you look back If it takes just a little while It'll be, better than before It'll be, better than before, If you wake up and don't want to

Kiss on my, all over my You know you wanna get a peak wanna see my, You know you wanna put your lips where my hips are, Kiss on my, all over my, All the boys think its cake when they taste my, You don't even need a plate, just your face ha! Licky licky

Like a war child I'm like, I'm like Whoa, whoa (I'm like) whoa, whoa (I'm like) I'm like, I'm like, I'm like I like to get my fuckin' fade on I'm feeling sexy, I'm like (Ooh) Them haters tryin' to get their hate on (Fuckin' war child)

(Now) ('Cause) (Oh, oh) I'm flat on the floor with my head down low Where the sky can't rain on me anymore Don't knock on my door 'cause I won't come I'm hidin' from the storm 'til the damage gets (done) (Ooh, ah yeah) (Don't knock on my door) Baby,

Shudlee boop boo woodlee diddlee ooh, zeen On the intercom, Rosie tell me to come She did have a son 'Cause she didn't have a daughter She said the lift doesn't work Run up the stairs and come And if you don't come quick You not gonna see your son And I

Uh, ooh, open it up Uh, ooh, Kriss Kross jump Uh, ooh, with a bale in the trunk Uh, ooh, shells in the pump Woo, woo woo Coupe with the wings (brr) Fuck that bitch, don't buy no ring (buy no rings) Hundred chains for the team, whole gang (yeah) Shit do