I wanna know, I wanna know Hey-ey-ey, hey-ey-ey Where do we go, where do we go From hey-ey-ey, hey-ey-ey Why are you keeping me on hold Don't wanna leave this place alone Is it a yes or is it no (ahwoo) You're the one that I see waking up next to me And

Be my, be my, be my If you know how to be my lover Maybe you can be my baby Hold me close under the covers Kiss me boy and drive me crazy Be my, be my baby Baby, and drive me crazy I'll give you all of my trust If you don't mess this up

Shorty hitting me up Says she wanna re-up Knows I got the best in town 'Cause when she get the shivers She knows that I deliver I'm the one who holds her down She's about to break Break, break, break, break And I won't let her wait

I had a friend named Victor The two of us used hang every single day And it seemed like overnight that his whole life just changed I know when his mom and his dad broke up it didn't make sense But I know that his dad was a drunk and he gambled away the

You never know until you know, know, know The grip that holds on I'm trapped in my head I never felt so close To giving up my hope Should I hide it Should I fight it

Get your walk on, get your head tight I know you feelin the shit, shit is dead right Get your bounce on, back dat ass up Bitch pass me the bottle, fill your glass up (Yeah) I can drink a whole Henessey fifth Some call that a problem but I call it a gift

I don't know, no What you do? I never want it to ever be over I'm out in Philly, I thought it'd be colder Drunk off the liqui, I might need a chauffeur Check out my jiggy, check out my (uh) Oh no, no, hold up Pull my sticky out the jar, come on You short

Let’s go, let’s leave There’s a whole wide world for us to see Just roll with me Cause there ain’t no doubt this is meant to be I pick you up on the corner of now and never We can run all the red lights down forever I gotta tank filled up with gasoline

I can't handle no liquor But these bitches can't handle me I can't control my niggas And my niggas they can't control me You say you know me, my nigga But you really just know the old me Callin' up your uncle's place Shit's all over the place I don't

I know about popular You're only ever who you were It's not about who you are or your fancy car So catch up, 'cause you got an awful long way to go My problem, I never was a model, I never was a scholar, You were singing, all the songs I don't know