Take it out on me And put your lips on mine Let me take his wrong And make it right this time Yeah, you can just come over You ain't gotta call You always got a shoulder anytime it all goes bad When you're 'bout to break When you're mad as hell

I got one night for you, baby (yeah) You's a prissy little missy, baby And so hop out the clothes, let 'em drop to the floor And so hop out the clothes, let 'em drop to the floor, oh Talk to me, baby (talk) I want you to talk to me, baby (remix) You’s a

Take it out on me And put your lips on mine Let me take his wrong And make it right this time Yeah, you can just come over You ain't gotta call You always got a shoulder anytime it all goes bad When you're 'bout to break When you're mad as hell

Closed mouths don't get fed (don't get fed) Closed mouths don't get fed (yeah) Just like horns do at halftime (pa-rum-pum-pum) Now I don't give a fuck about your old nigga, or your new nigga That ass mine (all mine) And don't nobody got to know But your

What's love gotta do with it Gotta do with it, gotta do with it' (But I love you) Me waan fi leave you long time What's love She say she love me till the end of time Say that she love me till the end of time Akon and Shaggy, ooh yeah Love ain't got

This shit is not random This is the anthem Told the world I need everything and some, yeah Two girls that's a tandem Got it all, yeah I'm young, rich, and handsome She gon' do it all for me when them bands come She gon' do all it for me when them bands

Come on dream on, dream baby dream Yeah I just wanna see you smile Come on and open up your heart Come on and open up your hearts Come on and dream baby dream Dream baby dream Come on, we gotta keep the light burning Come on, we gotta keep on dreaming

Come on and text me, Texas Before you turn off your phone I'm a wreck and I'm restless Got a feelin' that you're not alone Yeah it's breakin' my heart and I'm startin' to get the message Come on and text me Texas Who's in Houston that's keepin' you from

When you smoke all my weed man You gots to call the green man Yeah I can get mine and you get yours Tell your boyfriend next time he around To buy his own weed and don't wear my shit down I wouldn't care if brave would give me some more I'd rather him

I'm way too good to you You take my love for granted I just don't understand it I'm too good to you No, I'm too good to you Oh yeah, yeah, yeah I don't know how to talk to you Last night I got high as the expectations Last night, I came to a realization