Love makes me treat you the way that I do Gee baby, ain't I good to you Gee, baby, ain't I good to you There's nothing too good for a girl, so true Mama, ain't I good to you Yes, I bought you furs for Christmas And a diamond ring A big Cadillac car and

I got real shit to stress about girl I ain't worried bout shit Remember that I tried to build ya now I ain't worried bout shit So I found me a new thing I'm not as lost as you think Got plenty queens in my hometown all they need is drank and that dank

Prices are high now darlin', and all the good jobs are gone Sorry to say, baby, things ain't what they used to be Times is hard, baby and the hustle is really on Times is hard, baby, the hustle is really on Better get yourself a job now, baby, I'm tired

You heard it, you want it, you got it, it's crazy You play it, you bump it, you know it, it's crazy Hate if you wanna, that don't phase me I ain't going nowhere right now It's the fo' pound bandit The coke hand to hand, and he Detroit bredded Goddanmit O

You're going through six degrees of separation Oh no there ain't no helping, to remember one's self First, you think the worst is a broken heart What's gonna kill you is the second part And the third, is when your world splits down the middle And fourth,

Oh, oh, no, don't bring me down! But oh, oh, no, don't bring me down! Oh, baby you know! When you complain and criticize I feel I'm nothing in your eyes., It makes me feel like givin' up Because my best just ain't good enough. Girl I want to provide for

Brings out the devil in me Hell ain't a bad place to be Hey you, yeah you Sometimes I think this woman is kinda hot Sometimes I think this woman is sometimes not Puts me down, fools me around What's she doing to me? Out for satisfaction, any piece of

Tell me why you ain’t been callin’ Tell me why you waste my time Tell me why you won’t just tell me it’s alright (stop the show) No reason no warning Oh your words weren't deep Yeah I feel like a fool, I'm yours to keep Don't you think I need the truth?

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no You heard what I said Damn I feel so loose, I'm about to pop shit What's a man to do when he's out of options? I ain't wanna do it but Sh, hold on No, no, no, no, no, no I said gimme that, gimme that Gimme that, gimme that

Tell me who's taking you home Who's taking you home Girl before this night is gone And there ain't nobody better (Ain't nobody better) And we're the flyest in this party We're supposed to be together (Supposed to be together)