You should've said no You should've gone home You should've thought twice before you let it all go You should've known that word like what you did with her Would get back to me (get back to me) And I should've been there In the back of your mind I

Look, I found her Look, I found her red coat Look, I found her (damn) red coat I probably shouldn't tell it but If I, if I let you know We goin' hook it up while we talk on the phone But see, I don't know if that's good I've been holding back this secret

When you've got to feel it in your bones You see, you've got to feel it in your bones I don't want to be crippled and cracked Shoulders and wrists, knees and back Ground to dust and ash Crawling on all fours Now I can't climb the stairs Pieces missing

Tip it on back, make it feel good Sip a little more than you know you should Let the smoke roll, off your lips Let it all go whatever it is and tip it on back I don’t wanna remember what I’m here to forget tonight So tip it on back I see main street

Nigga this is what that jungle do That jungle made me go harder That jungle turned me to a monster You been plottin' nigga, wasn't you? I should have never even fucked with you Yeah I started in the back, had to skip the line though I'mma keep that shit

Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow We keep it ghetto, you should know Gettin' crunk off in the club we gets low, oh Oh (oh), all my ladies to the flo' Handle it ladies back it up Getting crunk up in the club we gets low, oh They got that southern cookin'

If you give me another chance I won't let you down I know I hurt you But I'm saying now And you should know that I'm not gonna hold back This time around Never said 'I love you' I wish that we could just talk

Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga Gotchu fallin' from the uppercut, fucked, so what's up nigga Gotchu fallin' from this uppercut, stuck, so what's up nigga "I wanted to bring back that reality, Nobody can ever be confused and think I'm fuckin' Mike

I was so stupid for letting you go But I, I, I know you're still the one Hey you, you're still the one I know I say it too much But I will never give up And yeah, now I'm back at your door You're lookin' at me unsure I should've seen it before You're all

What up kid? I know shit is rough doing your bid When the cops came you should of slid to my crib Fuck it black, no time for looking back it's done Plus congratulations you know you got a son I heard he looks like you, why don't your lady write you? Told