The way that he touch me, no, I can't get enough He keeping me up all night long He motivate me, yeah, that's my baby He really hit me with my body talk He got me singing ooh la, la, la, la, la, la, ey I'm catching feelings He motivate me, yeah, that's

Oh, well a sayin' that you're leavin', I don't want to hear that talk Stare at disbelief in me when I just up and walk Oh, woman and a woman, them are silly games you play, yeah Dealin' with your troubles drove me away Outta love (outta love) again,

We don't, we don't need to talk about this now 'Cause we don't, we don't need to talk about this now Yeah we've been down that road before That was then and this is now The crowds in my heart they've been calling out your name I can remember the good old

When I saw you, when I saw you and that girl And y'all was talking Something deep down in my soul said, "Go on, go on and cry girl" Something told me that it was over, baby, yeah Something deep down When I saw you, when I saw you with that same person

Therapy, therapy session Yeah, I gotta say like a month ago I was talking to fans And one of them pulled me aside and said "We never met but I swear that you know who I am I been through a lot I don't know how to express it to people Don't think that I

You know that bitch baby He's talking shit about our clique But he don't crazy You see the writing on my dick You know that trick, Tracy Yeah, she's making me sick Living that life We used to do the same shit Shit gets drastic

Oh yeah, yeah, I just hit a lick and I know you feelin' some way (Nah, nah nah nah, nah nah nah) I just took that chick, and I know you feelin' some way, oh yeah Yeah, nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah nah, yeah If I'mma talk,

I'm comin' back to you, back to you And I know that I shouldn't and I wouldn't if I could And you know that this drink got me talkin', late night callin', yeah I thought that you'd never leave the city Fell in love with a girl from PR, kept up online

Don't talk to me, get your bread up We eatin', all my niggas fed up Bitch broke, shut up And we used to fuck but I got fed up Bitch you broke, shut up Yeah we used to fuck but I got fed up You a ho rat, that pussy throwback I’m tryna fuck, you ain’t

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