We ain't lickin' niggaz, we ain't bustin' shots in the air No warnin' shots, the fuck out of here Oh man homey, hate to do you like this Oh man homey, when the tooley go click, click, click We get that paper baby boy, it's easy You want to be who? You

(With you) With you It seems like they all want me to fail But I’m not going back Not going back, baby Please tell me you don’t want me to fail ‘Cause I’m not going back Not going back I could've been a tragedy That’s why these fake niggas who call me

I'm gonna love you Gonna love you Until you hate me What's really crazy You should've known better Then to mess with me, heartache Like a black widow, baby You used to be thirsty for me But now you wanna be set free

Shake it baby Boom boom boom boom You knock me out Right off of my feet C'mon, c'mon Gonna shoot you right down Take you in my arms I'm in love with you Love that is true I like the way you walk

If it don't matter to you, it don't matter to me, woah baby If it don't matter to you, it don't matter to me, woah no no no Bring it on down, bring it on down to me Woah baby, woah baby Yeah yeah yeah yeah Everyday people like you And me just wanna live

My lil' baby on thick, thick Girl that ass too fat, so don't quit And now she wanna roll You know I like it like that, don't quit You're doin' good right now, don't quit Put your old jeans on, now they won't fit Another one Oh, I drip her down in gold

You can change your hair five times a week 'Cause I'm falling for you For everything that you do Baby, I'm falling for you You might be crazy Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeaah, You like mismatched socks with polka dots And you say, you're scared

I'm walkin' out the door with you on my mind I walked into the street, talkin' to myself I met a brand new girl, phone to make a date You say you love me, baby, don't know what to do But every step away from you, I feel like cryin' No matter what my

All I wanna do is get at your love like I see baby Eat at your heart like the drums on my beat baby You and me we gonna travel like a visa And I ain't worried 'bout what I'm spendin' either Yeah once again there's some what's in the pen Sean hear ya boy

Rumor has it, ooh Rumor has it, ooh, She, she ain't real She ain't gonna be able to love you like I will She is a stranger You and I have history Or don't you remember Sure, she's got it all But, baby, is that really what you want