Sing it to me 'til the morning sun comes up Love the sound of your love, turn it up, turn it up Hitting repeat, girl, I got you stuck in my head Should get out of this bed, but instead Go ahead, sing it to me Sing it to me, girl (all night) Sing it to

Gonna dress you up in my love All over your body All over, all over From your head down to your toes Dress you up in my love You've got style That's what all the girls say Satin sheets

Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing I'm losing you Ain't love the sweetest thing Baby's got blue skies up ahead Oh oh, the sweetest thing My love she throws me like a rubber ball She won't catch me or break my fall But in this I'm a rain cloud You know she

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

Never tasted something so sweet, never tasted something so strong And my heads buzzin' baby feeling like I'm falling in love Hey girl ghatcha got in that cup 'Cause I've been sippin' what you been sippin' on Hey girl whatcha got in that cup Gimmie a

Got to keep it goin', got to keep my head up, uh I fall, I break, I mess up, I make mistakes But if you can't take me at my worst You don't deserve me at my best This song's for anybody I shout, I swear, I get angry, I get scared I got to keep it goin',

Pressure building Don't push me Let me get off the ground To you I'm no longer bound I need you out of my head You got me close to the edge I'm trapped and my back's up against the wall I see no solution or exit out I'm grinding it out, no one can see

It's a whole lotta ways I can get my cash up Nigga you ain't got no back up, you should back up All the hoes say I'm handsome, I got my bands up I got bands, now my head up for a ransom Nigga I ain't put no cash up for this back up I just stay with my

Baby, you're wasting my time Baby, you've been on my mind, mmm (Listen up, you got a problem) Baby, you've been on my mind, mm hmm Lotta pressure on my name Lotta worries in my head Lotta responsibilities, strife and threats All kinda lies, No I won't

Right moves Yeah, yeah, yeah, you got the Chills are running up my spine 'Cause you got me to feel All the thoughts I made up in my head, you've made them real Christina, ya dun kno nobody can test, you're da best You know what I mean?