Ooh, stop the madness I stunt on my enemies, it can get tragic He don't want no smoke with me, I let him have it She said she wan' fuck with me 'cause I'm a savage I'm smoking OG straight out the package You can't tell me anything, I'm a savage Now I'm

Oh no no, oh no no She’s confident Don’t do it to me, oh no no, oh no no And I’m down with it You could tell by the way she walks in the room Still I gotta have it Then she started dancing, sexual romancing What’s your nationality? I wonder if there’s

I keep telling myself I'm not the desperate type Sitting out dances on the wall Trying to forget everything that isn't you I'm not going home alone 'Cause I don't do too well on my own But you've got me looking in through blinds I'm sleeping my way out

You can't lose You make me offers that I can't refuse You keep telling pretty lies Only you're killing me with your Baby, don't you know You're tired with the truth You keep telling pretty lies, babe You make me offers that I can't refuse, yeah

Then, baby, just do it So if you're gonna do it Don't let me down gently If you're gonna do it That you wanna tell me something But is it the cause for us giving it up? I know you've got your reasons I'll get over it eventually Before I'm too invested

But no one needs to know right now I'll tell him someday some way somehow But I'm gonna keep it a secret for now And I'm not lonely anymore at night And he don't know only, only he can make it right Am I dreamin' or stupid? I think I've been hit by cupid

What you call me? (tramp!) No you didn't! (you don't wear continental clothes, or Stetson hats) Well, I tell you one doggone thing It makes me feel good to know one thing, I know I am a lover (Matter of opinion) that's all right, mama was, papa too And

How it feels 'Til it happens to you, you don't know 'Til it happens to you, you won't know Won't know how it feels It won't be real (how could you know?) No it won't be real (how could you know?) You tell me it gets better, it gets better in time You say

Something I don't know, Tell me, tell me, tell me, How many inches in a mile, Getcha not to treat me like a child, baby. What it takes to make you smile, I hear it everyday, I hear it all the time, I'm never gonna amount to much, But they're never gonna

The longer it goes well, the shorter your fuse Maybe you'd know if you walked in my shoes Damned if I don't and I'm damned if I do Babe you got a mean streak There in your shadows, save room for me What did I do, tell me what did I say That kicked up the