Ja you's a window shopper Mad at me, I think I know why Jada you's a window shopper In the jewelry store lookin' at shit you can't buy Joe you's a window shopper In the dealership tryin to get a test drive Nas you's a window shopper Mad as fuck when you

I am just too selfish I guess I know you're tired and restless It's no surprise we've come undone You say it's better in the long run But I can't unlove you just because Cheap red wine straight out of a coffee cup One more down to drink you off my mind

I can't see your wings, but girl, you're an angel Oh, my, my angel Oh, my, I cannot believe my eyes Oh, my, did you fall from the skies? You're so out of this world, you're hiding your halo Oh, oh, my angel Won't you be mine? My angel Oh, my angel Within

It's like I can't stop what I'm hearing within It's like I'm paranoid lookin' over my back It's like a whirlwind inside of my head It's like the face inside is right beneath my skin The face inside is right beneath your skin A face that awakes when I

It's got what it takes So tell me why can't this be love? Straight from my heart Oh, tell me why can't this be love? Oh here it comes That funny feeling again winding me up inside Every time we touch Hey I don't know Oh, tell me where to begin cause I

When the only thing you want is The only thing that you can't have When the part that you can't take is Knowing you can't take it back She's on the good side, goodbye On the right sight of free And you're on the wrong end of a long night On the left side

I need tints (windows tinted) I need tints (I need my windows tinted) I can't be flying down that 110 with a bad bitch in my whip And it's no good for me, it's so good for them I got way too much to lose, so roll your window up real quick They won't see

Hey, where you gonna go We're off to see the world Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh We don't need to know, oh We don't need to know We're speeding up not slowing We might know we can't win But we're dumb enough to try We're going, there's no maybe

Can't see myself when I look in the mirror I get the skirt when I want (skrrt!) She got wife written all over Said that I was done for good and don't want no more lies But my phone be blowing up, temptations on my line I stare at the screen a while

Help me baby, ain't no stranger Yeah, you got satin shoes Yeah, you got plastic boots Y'all got cocaine eyes Yeah, you got speed-freak jive Can't you hear me knockin' on your window Can't you hear me knockin' on your door Can't you hear me knockin' down