So baby come and get me, cause I don't wanna dance alone I got my best on and I feel like dancing all night long Oh it's been so long Thinking 'bout the feeling of your arms wrapped around my body It's what I want Nothing's gonna stop me Oh but I want If

Nothing really matters I know what it feels like I breathe her Every time I see her, oh When she's awake I'm up all night She completes me How she reads me Right or wrong

Ain't nothing like the real thing Ain't nothing like the real thing, baby No, no, ain't nothing like the real thing, baby Oh honey, I got your picture hangin' on the wall But it can't see or come to me when I call your name I realize it's just a picture

On the floor I don't wanna love him anymore He's nothing like the man I loved before Ashes and smoke they can't compete Not even hell can take the heat And I be sliding off of my seat For his flame His love is like fire on the floor It's got me running

This world can hurt you It cuts you deep and leaves a scar Things fall apart, but nothing breaks like a heart Well, there's broken silence By thunder crashing in the dark (crash in the dark) And this broken record Spin endless circles in the bar (spin

This world can hurt you It cuts you deep and leaves a scar Things fall apart, but nothing breaks like a heart And nothing breaks like a heart Nothing breaks like a heart Well, there's broken silence By thunder crashing in the dark And this broken record

Raise your bottle and cup in the sky Sparks in the air like the fourth of July Nothing but bad bitches in here tonight Oh, if you lame and you know it be quiet Nothing but real niggas only, bad bitches only Rich niggas only, independent bitches only Boss

They put their trust in us They're gonna be like us Sunday morning, I heard the preacher say Thou shall not kill I don't wanna hear nothing else about killing And that it's God's will 'Cause our children are watching us So let's learn from our history

Like fights with the brass knuckles Like I ain't got nothing to live Swinging belts catching niggas with the buckle now fuck it (I'm going out) Like as if you had guns to my kids fuck it (going all out) For the big checks and large faces mantions And my

And what you've seen isn't there anymore Just like it has before Now we can say that nothing's lost and only change brings round the prophecy Where now it's melting, the solid frost was once a veil on greener landscapes we would see Beneath my surface