You don't know a thing about me 'Cause baby you don't know a thing about me You ain't got the right to tell me Acting like you own me lately Mister Know It All Well you, you think you know it all Oh you think that you know me, know me That's why I'm

I know I don't take you to heaven anymore It's nothing like before I can tell by the way you love me In the middle of a sleepless night Got a feeling and it just ain't right The feeling just grows in my mind Something's missing in the way we kiss Never

How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over? I'll fuck you right, have you walking from side to side How many times? Pour a cup for the bitches that ain't scared to get down Get down, get down How many times I gotta? Light another for the bitches