Want some more (Want some more) When they start talking crazy that's when I know that they Even though a nigga been getting to it (Still want some more) Every time I end up getting to it I know that I'm getting it, but fuck it cause I Every time I end up

She starts walking Right back to my arms She can turn every head But she never lets it go to her heart 'Cause she never lets it go to her heart She never lets it go that far When they start talking Everywhere I go They're staring at her

It doesn't die, it only changes And love that's taken easy It has to hide in these exchanges Love that's given freely You are the model of your age Don't let the bastards take the stage They don't love you

Eighteen years had come and gone For mama they flew by But for me they drug on and on We were loading up that Chevy Both tryin' not to cry Mama kept on talking Putting off goodbye Then she took my hand and said "Baby, don't forget

They, they talking that That gangsta shit They ain't about that Man, matter of fact Hand me my strap Show me where they at I'll stop 'em from talking like that Yeah, niggas talking all that gangsta shit Acting like my money ain't no good in the hood; you

All my niggas turn to Rambo or commando We the first ones that came up with the bando Talking ‘bout you got the Act but what they goin’ for I’m bout to start extorting niggas for that Migo flow We the ones that really came in with the kicking doors Same

That's my prerogative Everybody's talking all this stuff about me Why don't they just let me live? (Tell me why) I don't need permission, make my own decisions (That's my prerogative) It's the way that I wanna live (It's my prerogative)

No, I, am not I'm not addicted to sex But, girl, I guarantee that if you lay with me You just might be You just might be, yeah Let me talk to 'em I guess you know you made it when they start talking 'bout you, right? Welcome to fame Y'all don't pay me no

You got the notion (I hope so) About love the way it should be So get in the motion What happened to the love That they are all talking about? It's nothing but useless words Talking 'bout love the way it should be We gotta make up our minds and we'll