Suddenly you're climbing all up next to me, next to me I ain't no fool, you rascal you Everywhere we go you keep looking around Fixing your make up like it's about to go down And he walks in, it all makes sense You just want your ex to see, ex to see I

You know I got to keep ballin' Till the FEDs come we ballin' out Y'all niggas y'all know what this about when I'm ballin' That stash house, we in and out Until God calls for me I'mma keep ballin', keep on ballin' To my niggas and my bitches looking down

"It's time" "She's gone hasn't she, Michael?" "Thank you, Mary Poppins" "I won't forget Mary Poppins " So hold on tight to those you love And maybe soon from up above You'll be blessed so keep on looking high While you're underneath the lovely London sky

Take yourself a friend Keep 'em till the end Whether woman or man It makes you feel so good Well, I'm looking at you And I'm wondering what you're gonna do Looks like you got no friends No one to stick with you till the end

I bet you want the goodies. Bet you thought about it. Got you all hot and bothered. Mayb' 'cause I talk about it. Looking for the goodies Keep on lookin' 'cause they stay in the jar My goodies, my goodies, my goodies Not my goodies! I got a sick

How did we get here? Baby, I gotta know On the other side of love Baby, you don't have to keep looking through my phone If something's going on, girl, you'd already know We can't even say two words without a fight anymore You tell me you hate me and I

Nigga, I'm a thug, fuck the cops and the judge If you're looking for me, nigga, come get me Pu$haz Ink the label, yeah, they're my niggas You know she keep her nails done, her weave spiffy Take it to the house and get jiggy I got the strap cocked, right

There’s no way that it’s not going there With the way that we’re looking at each other We just dance backwards into each other Trying to keep our feelings secretly covered Every second with you I want another But maybe we can hold off one sec So we can

I'm made of metal My circuits gleam I am perpetual I keep the country clean Up here in space I'm looking down on you My lasers trace Everything you do You think you've private lives

Suddenly you're climbing all up next to me, next to me I ain't no fool, you rascal you I just, I just, I just want your ex to see Everywhere we go you keep looking around Fixing your make up like it's about to go down And he walks in, it all makes sense