Contigo quiero enloquecer No tengas miedo, besame Atrévete, no lo pienses Ven, ven, ven Contigo quiero despertar No tengas miedo de intentar Fueron cinco segundos No te detengas y déjate llevar Un millón de emociones

'Cause all we got is right now Tomorrow way too far away And we can't get back yesterday But we young right now We got right now So get up right now Baby tonight I need you And I feel it when I see you Wherever you wanna go

'Til the love runs out, 'til the love runs out. And we'll start a fire, and we'll shut it down, I got my mind made up and I can't let go. I'm killing every second 'til it sees my soul. I'll be running, I'll be running, I'll be your light, your match,

Boy don't try to front, uh, I Know just, just, what you are, ah, ah You, you, you are Womanizer, woman-womanizer You're a womanizer Oh, womanizer, oh You're a womanizer, baby Womanizer, womanizer

She said that I'm not the one that she thinks about and She said it stopped being fun, I just bring her down One more time with feeling Don't leave me all alone Just drop me off at home I said, don't let your future be destroyed by my past. She said,

'Cause he can't he can't love you like love you like love you Like I want to (I want to), I want to (I want to) Shawty, you need me, so I'm a tell you ass like this He can't he can't love you like love you like Love you like I want to (I want to), I want

It's been a week without me And she feel weak without me She wanna talk it out but Ain't nothing to talk about Unless she's talking about freaking out Then maybe we can work it out, work it out now Eat your salad, no dessert Get that man you deserve Move

Now let me see you Bang that till you pass out Shake that till you pass out Freak that till you pass out Work that till you pass out I like it when you bang it Now let me see you shake it I wanna see you shake it Now let me see you freak it

C'mon I got something for ya (GUNSHOT) Always around when you call Always around leave the fun Turn around shit's enough Believe me 'dey won't get funk C'mon I got something for ya Cho! Must be Kardinal! Yo! J.A. (Yeah!) T Dot (Ho!) New York (Yeah!)

And I thank my god Go 1, 2, 3, 4, Yeah yeah you gotta Stand tall and cut away the ties Drop Balls and hold that head up high The world is fast and youth ain't gonna wait So grab a hold before it gets to late Bare your soul and strip away the cold