Don't act like you know me, like you know me, na na yeah OohOoh, na na yeah I am not your homie, not your, hoo, na na yeah You don't know me, fuck yeah See your iPhone camera flashin' Please step back, it's my style you're crampin' "You here for long?" Oh

I know he thinks about her when he plays guitar Singing, singing, singing OohOoh la la, he breaks my heart American, 'merican, 'merican boy Know it's my American boy And oohooh la la, my American boy And insecure 'bout all the things you say (say, say, say,

I'm bad at love (ooh-ooh) But you can't blame me for tryin' You know I'd be lyin' sayin' You were the one (ooh-ooh) That could finally fix me Lookin' at my history Each time the feeling fades I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe Look, I don't mean

I'm losing sleep OohOoh oohooh oohooh oohooh oohooh oohooh oohooh oohooh Please don't stop loving me, loving me Wanting me, wanting me like you do Please don't stop caring now, caring now It's three AM, I'm calling in to tell you that without you here And I know what it's like

I'm learning to see! The loss that you feel, I know that it's real. It's so hard when love is blind. You put your heart on the line. Now you feel like I'm wasting your time, But I know that someday, somehow, you'll learn to love. I know (ooh) I'm

Ooh oohooh oohooh oohooh Ah ah ah ah To walk around my head all night You got me tangled like a braid, tied-twisted I don't think it's fair I don't think it's very nice I don't know why I got these feelings, yeah, I just can't seem to get away from

Papa don't preach, I've been losing sleep Papa don't preach, I'm in trouble deep But I made up my mind, I'm keeping my baby, hm I'm gonna keep my baby, ooh oohooh Papa I know you're going to be upset 'Cause I was always your little girl But you should know

Oh, ooh, heart of light Oh, welcome to heartlight Can you feel the love that's in my heart Burnin' like a beacon in the night Can't you see the flame we've got to start I like the love And I like the peaceful I wish everyone I know could Stand in the

How to party, yeah, we know how to party Pull up on your bitch, tell your man I'm sorry Hundred on my wrist, jumpin' out the 'Rari OohOoh, she hit the splits, she know how to party When I'm with my clique, we know how to party I got a few girls on the way,

If she wanna dance, let her dance for the money, ooh I don't need no friends if you really wanna know the truth I lost all my friends countin' bands in the Bentley coupe Diamonds on me doin' handstands, Rosé on my tooth Lost a few friends chasin' hand