You got me in the middle of the dance floor, just searching for you girl I ask my myself where you created in this world, by the beauty in you girl You got me so high and confused I don't know what to do New York City All in Los Angeles California From

I'm just saying this to wake you up It's all good when we making love All I ask is don't take our love For granted, it's granted My love for you is real Somebody else will, so baby girl Don't you ever get too comfortable I'm not saying this to shake you

Could you just be real? Champagne, I took all your clothes off I'm still a kid and, I'm stealing your time But I still feel your heart, so I'm asking Don't be scared to feel this We can make the world go still Could you let me feel this? I could, could

Your nobody till somebody kills you Its Bad Boy bitch Scram Jones the Clipse B.I.G. Niggas in my faction don't like asking questions Strictly gun testing, coke measuring Giving pleasure in the Benz-ito Hitting fanny, spendin' chips at Manny's

It's time to move on and just walk away I'm out of my fucking mind Stay out of my fucking way Did I take the right path? I don't know, but I'm lovin' everything All the hearts that I have broken All the lies I've left unspoken But in the end we'll be

Not like I used to Holla holla haaa 'Cause all I could do was love you I went through the fire for you (anything you asked me to) But I'm tired of living this lie It's getting harder to justify I realize that I just don't love you Baby when I used to

Just a big a big a big a hunk o' love will do Baby, I ain't askin' much of you That's right Hey baby, I ain't askin' much of you No no no no no no no no Don't be a stingy little mama You're 'bout to starve me half to death Now you can spare a kiss or two

I just wanna dance with somebody Don't matter who you are, just love me the way I are It could be anybody, tell me, are you that somebody? I just wanna dance with somebody (Mula) It could be anybody, tell me, are you that somebody? (Tunechi) I'm sorry,

Just let them know Call it suicide Don't fabricate Just tell them babe It was suicide Don't sugarcoat it It's loving and giving when you take too much If somebody asked how we died One, two, ready

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh, I'm as cold as the cold wind blows When it snows and it's twenty be-low Ask me why man I just don't know know know know know know know Oh oh oh oh oh I'm as cold as the cold wind blows blo-blo-blo-blo-blo-blows 'Cause some things