Cup full, yeah I'm on Poured up, she ready Leave here, too on Tell me where I'm headed Tree leaf, a little O You know I'm faded Heart shape and I love that Come here, I'm down with it

Why don't you ask him if he's going to stay? Why don't you ask him if he's going away? Why don't you tell me what's going on? Why don't you tell me who's on the phone? Why don't you ask him what's going on? Why don't you ask him who's the latest on his

So kiss me kiss me kiss me Here's to teenage memories And tell me that I'll see you again 'Cause I don't know if I can let you go I'm dying just to see you again Here's to teenage memories (Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh) Never say goodbye Let's make tonight the

Here's my tears when you tell me those words Here's my life, for better or worse Here’s my arms that'll hold us up Here’s my life dedicated to love I tried to give you everything you deserve And I can't promise that it's gonna be fine For better or Here

You remind me of a girl that I once knew See her face whenever I, I look at you You won't believe all of the things she put me through This is why I just can't get with you Yo, I ain't seen you in a minute But I got something to tell you See, the thing

You tell me all day that you're lonely But show me show me show me tonight, yeah Then show me, you got to you got to show me Girl show me, you got to you got to show me No I won't think you're easy, no I won't think you're fast Your eyes saying please me

But I'm worried that your heart might feel the same And I have to be honest with you baby But I got you this rose And I need to know I'm not try'na start a fire, with this flame Tell me If I'm wrong, and this is crazy Will you let it die or let it grow?

Oh, oh, loving someone Yeah, you should be loving someone Loving someone Yeah, you should be My heart is telling me the telly isn't telling me anything I need but it needs to keep selling me Besides celebrities lacking in integrity Holding up the status

Blowing money fast, blowing money fast Fuck being humble, fuck being humble Tell 'em that I'm strapped, I don't wanna rumble Running through the bag, running through the bag When you came from nothing, fuck being humble These niggas don't want it with

And a trip to the moon It was the needle and the spoon Thirty days, lord and thirty nights I'm comin' home on an airplane flight Mama waitin' at the ticket line Tell me son why do you stand there cryin' Took me away, took me away I've been feelin' so