My bed is draped in Gucci linen, uh Unless you is my mama, yeah When I'm fucking, call me Papa, yeah I'm high as a bird, Nelly Furtado, yeah I never say, "I love you" to these women, no They saying I'm a problem yeah No Nelly, no Nelly, it's getting hot

Time is on my side, yes it is You'll come runnin' back to me, yeah Time, time, time is on my side, yes it is, I said Now you all were saying that you want to be free But you'll come runnin' back (I said you would baby) You'll come runnin' back (like I

I'd rather not talk about it just do that shit Got these niggas saying yeah he do that shit Got these bitches saying yeah he do that shit Hit a lil nigga with the Ruger What what what what what (ayy yeah yeah) What what what what what (ayy yuh yuh) And

You said it was over But your clothes say different on my bedroom floor But your clothes say different on my bedroom floor, yeah You be saying real, real nice, real nice things When I'm touching you You be getting real, real, real, real, real jealous

Who the fuck you talking to? Not me, Couldn't be me, No not me Uh no way no how, get like blaow, blaow, blaow kapaow (Yeah, you ever hear somebody sayin' something and you think they talking) (Bout you, you not quite sho' you know what I'm saying but

Four A.M., praying, can I get some rest? Dreams of suicide and a need for death "They changed so much, you know what I'm saying? How did these two motherfuckers, from New Orleans How did they change, how did they change music?" Yeah, I was the wave, but

Baby by tell me when did you give up on me, give up on me When did you go, when did you go Oh tell me when did you stop, when did you stop, When did you stop loving me yeah When did you give up

Do it (do it) do it (do it) do it (he-ya) I know you're probably saying "G" I know you said it but woah, woah, woah 'Cause you really didn't believe You didn't think that we would go, go, go But don't take it no way, me and my bros We just got to do it

Remind me, remind me Yeah you'd wake up in my old t-shirt We didn't care if people stared We'd make out in a crowd somewhere Somebody'd tell us to get a room It's hard to believe that was me and you Now we keep saying that we're OK But I don't want to

Yeah, she's not him No matter what you say No matter what you do I just can't fall in love with you 'Cause you're not him You're not him She's not him I wanna start by saying "Thank you" I'm gonna miss you, honey