To turn you away Knowing full an' well you wont stay When your headlights cut across my wall Yeah, I thought it might be you Looking for a place to fall Talking sweet and thinking small Seeking out convenient arms Yeah, and resting for a while

Well I only brought three, what you lookin' at me for? She's dressed in white and putting off crying Well you're the best man, so what's the plan? Why don't you talk to Matty about it? I said, I only brought three like I told you before We're gonna have

Talk to me nicely, oww 'Cause you control my vices I just wanna fuck you on your night shift Driveway lookin' like midlife crisis You control my vices We was up grindin' on the night shift All day, gave my dog suicidal crisis Priceless, I just want to

Look what you've done I'm a motherfuckin' starboy House so empty, need a centerpiece Twenty racks a table cut from ebony Cut that ivory into skinny pieces Then she clean it with her face man I love my baby You talking money, need a hearing aid You

If you wanna get down, throw another touchdown Get back to the corner, get slewed couple rounds I'm still in the B-Town, I'm still in downtown I'm in the B's, yeah Know just by the way that you talk I can tell there's something in you, hoe Look at me

I've been baptized By the fire in your touch And the flame in your eyes I'm born to love again I'm a brand new man Well the whole town's talking 'Bout the line I'm walking That leads right to your door

This what Sauga feels like in the night time That smile on your face Makes it easy to trust you Watch what she doin' when the light shine Drunk niggas tryin' a talk in the strip club Shawty silhouette looks like a dolla sign Caught up (caught up) Thats

You know what I'm sayin'? Ayy, ayy, yeah Provoke, this ain't a joke, man, nobody playin' These around but they ain't around Say that they down, when they is down Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'? Lot of 6's in here tonight Yeah, yeah, ayy

Told that bitch give me head Ocho Cinco, Ocho Cinco, Ocho Cinco Got a 100 grand in my side pocket All the hustlas love it, you know I speak the lingo (OBG Niggas) Haaaan, Los (Original Bad Boy Gang) What they talkin' bout (Coke Boys) Hear them niggas

Here she comes a walkin' talkin' true love Sayin' I been lookin' for you love Surprise your new love has arrived Out of the blue clear sky. You swear you've had enough, you're ready to give up On that little lie they call love, then out of the blue clear