Fuck do you mean, "Why I showed up?" I don't need your poison 'round me Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yeah, shimmy yeah I'm nice if you don't fuck around Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah All of these boys, they callin' me pretty Who's your producer? Producer is Timmy

Keep me closer, I'm a lazy dancer, when you move I move with you The rest of the ride is riding on you Over goodbyes we'll buy some place For wishing you could If the fire's out baby, How you gonna keep me warm? Supposing you let me, with the door wide

Do you remember? We never talked about it But I hear the blame was mine I'd call you up to say I'm sorry But I wouldn't want to waste your time Cause I love you, but I can't take any more There's a look I can't describe in your eyes If we could try, like

I'm home for the summer, shoot out the lights Don't blow my cover, oh I'm free tonight I'm coming over, call all your friends Somebody hold me all the pretty girls said Shut up and kiss me all the pretty girls said All of the whiskey went to my head All

Not this time I’m not trying to be funny but I left it all at home today You can call me what you wanna I ain’t giving you a dollar This time I ain’t gonna run away You might knock me down, you might knock me down But I will get back up again This time I

(Call me when you try to wake her) Call me when you try to wake her up I can always sleep standing up This here is the place where I will be staying There isn't a number, you can call the pay phone Let it ring a long, long, long, long time If I don't

"Call me, never let me go" and I said "I told you so" There's no chance, no I will never ever change Cause I'm still in love with yesterday I told her "let's take it slow", she heard "forever" instead I said that "this is a start" and she heard the same

Yeah o yeah Basic instinct I'm a black black dad I'm a black black dad See I was out buying Chanel bags While I was doing that you turned up your swag, you got me Yup, call me slippin forget your hustle on, shawty I ain't trippin I been in the game since

I know you got my message, boy call me back Pick up the phone, pick up the phone, pick up the phone boy Pick up the phone, pick up the phone, pick up the phone I know you see me on your caller I.D So pick up the P-H-O-N-E Hey now, don't act wrong Where

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