Now you're just somebody that I used to know But you didn't have to cut me off Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing And I don't even need your love But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough No, you didn't have to stoop

Tellin' me the things you that heard about Nothin' good comes when you searchin' for the wrong things Somethin' feels off when I come around Askin' me questions like, 'what do I believe in?' 'You,' everyone used to say 'til the church lets out That goes

I'm in love with the moment To me fallin', to me goin' Take you back, lean you side to side Nothing feels better than this Now, left, right, left, right Like that, like that, ayy Ooh, now, left, right, left, right You'd rather speak more than listen

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

Gather 'round the beat like a campfire Singin' folk songs, but not no Kumbaya my Lord Play like Timmies, all we had, nothing else on 46 Got you caught up in the mix Just 'cause I know the late night

Living on love Living on love, buying on time Without somebody nothing ain't worth a dime It's like that old fashioned storybook rhyme It sounds simple that's what you're thinking Love can walk through fire without blinking It doesn't take much, when you

New York, Vegas, to overseas Ain't nothing like rolling with a Georgia peach Don't you know that we're just getting started Ain't nothing really dropping till we get in the party Go head and take your chance, if we're lucky Everybody gon' be right here

When he's the one, If it's not like the movies, Oh but that's how it should be He put it on me, I put it on, Like there was nothing wrong It didn't fit, It wasn't right Wasn't just the size They say you know,

Ayo, ayo, ayo Ain't nothing like some good old ghetto, ghetto Ain't nothing like some good old ghetto Yeah, let me holla at you real quick I'm gonna bring y'all back to the good old, good old days You feel me? Some of that Good old, good old, good old

You're an S.M.F. REPEAT CHORUS Black sheep of the family, nothing like the rest Separate from the others, failing all their tests Can't they see you're different, so hungry and so lean You're a walking wonder, you're a metal machine Look and you'll see