Ain't nobody gonna love you like I do Ain't nobody gonna ever love you I'm looking for a love gangster Someone to be my master I'm looking for a grave maker A lady killer soul shaker It's not that I wanna die Dying's a slow way to live

I don't wanna waste it, don't wanna waste it I don't wanna waste it, don't wanna waste tonight And I need your love I don't wanna say goodbye to another night And watch you walk away And make the same mistakes, this time And I don't wanna let it burn in

We just don´t care I wanna kiss you underneath the stars Let´s go to the park Maybe we´ll go too far We just don´t Let´s make love, let´s go somewhere they might discover us Let´s get lost in lies We just don't care You know I love you when you loving me

Mother and father I wanna make you proud Brothers and sisters Let me scream out loud I love you all I love it, yeah Thank you for everything I love it, yeah yeah yeah I've never been religious

Still kissing girls that I don't love Still stumbling out of these clubs Still, I'm just so hard to trust Don't know why I'm still a playboy (still) Still fucking but I wanna make love, I really want to Don't know why I'm still a playboy Don't know why

Let's do it again 'Cause I love to make sweet love to you baby I wanna go all night long Don't stop please don't stop please please don't stop it You sweet young thing you Whatever you do Lord knows you do it nice and easy You keep it nice and long You

You make me suffer Don't make me suffer I'm just a sucker For a cold-hearted lover Don't keep me waiting You should come over I wanna make, wanna make love Girl, I can't lie Torna-, Tornado

Who do you love, do you love now? I wanna know, I wanna know who You flip it on me, say I think too much I wanna know the truth (Whoa) I know it's someone new You ain't gotta make it easy, where you been sleepin'? This shit is keepin' me up at night,

Hey ya, I wanna go out Out of my mind Hey ya, I wanna check out Step off of my cloud I'm going out, I, I, love it, love it I wanna go out, I wanna-na Let's get wild and make a memory Out of my mind, out of my mind No I can't take it anymore

Dropped outta school now we dumb rich, dumb rich This sound like some forty-three-oh-one shit, one shit All my niggas wanna do is pop style, pop style Turn my birthday into a lifestyle, lifestyle Tell my mom I love her if I do not make it Got so many