I've found my I was wrong all along Here we are finally I've wasted too much time There could be somebody like thee I'm wasting no more time Baby I would do anything for you Nobody's ever treated me quiet like you do

And so I can't keep this up I have had enough 'cause you can count me out Well I'm up and I don't know why But I guess that's all that counts Looking 'round as I'm holding my head And I'm in somebody's house The sun it hits like a punch in the face With

He won't love you like I would He don't know your body He don't do you right He won't touch you like I do It's cold-hearted, cold-hearted Love you like I would It's probably gonna sound wrong Promise it won't last long

Nobody ever told you You shine like a diamond And you need to know What nobody ever told you Glitter like a gold Wish you could see yourself the way I do Take off all the makeup girl Shine your light, show the world Don’t be shy, don’t be scared

Erotic, erotic, put your hands all over my body Erotica, romance I'd like to put you in a trance Erotic, erotic Put your hands all over my body Erotica, (give it up, give it up) romance Give it up, do as I say Give it up and let me have my way I'll give

Hold somebody No, I don't wanna go home all alone Don't let me dance on my own And I just wanna hold somebody I want someone like you, someone like you, yeah Take some love from me, take some love from me Now I'm in need for no one other, no one other

Do the way you do it Turn up the radio So what if we lose control So throw your hands in the air Come on and make this count It's only you and me, never mind this crowd Do it like nobody's around, whoa So put your hands in the air Come on and waste no

Ain't nobody gonna love you like I do Ain't nobody gonna ever love you I'm looking for a love gangster Someone to be my master I'm looking for a grave maker A lady killer soul shaker It's not that I wanna die Dying's a slow way to live

Hol' up (Hol' up) hol' up (Hol' up) Yeah, big shit poppin', everybody watchin' I wrote this record while thirty thousand feet in the air Stewardess complimentin' me on my nappy hair When you do it like this, nigga, losin' ain't an option If I can f-ck

All I want is money, all she want is me (All I want is money, all she want is me) Every time I like a bih I find out she a nat Somebody call the vet, my dog turned out to be a rat I'mma slick pimp, got a sixth sense Hoe you ain't a dime, you just six