What these bitches want from a nigga? Want from meeeee, want from me What you want from me? Want from me I gave it all I got, I won't let you get the best of me, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Before this rapping I wanted to be a kingpin On the corner with niggas

You're bringin' on the heartbreak Bringin' on the heartache You got the best of me Oh, can't you see? Whoa, can't you see? Can't you see? You're bringin' on the heartache Takin' all the best of me Gypsy, sittin' lookin' pretty

Broken summer, broken summer To us, back to us Pulling on my sweatshirt, looking at your picture 'Cause that broken summer's hanging over me Drowning in the sunshine, and I spend a long time Thinking, girl, you got the best of me Hopping on a flight,

No kind of life! this is no kind of life! (I've got to get out!) It's no kind of life! this is no kind of life! (You can't blame me!) My freedom is best Whole country's on house arrest And everyone's a suspect You can't feel the flow because you died

You just keep on pushing my love Over the borderline Borderline, Feels like I'm going to lose my mind (Borderline) Just try to understand (understand) I've given all I can 'Cause you got the best of me Don't you know you drive me crazy

On some rodeo man Best thing he ever did was leave ya You better pull yourself together Tina, I swear you're better Than just waiting around Don't talk about him, Tina You gotta get yourself up and dust them boots off Ain't no use in staying sad or

So baby come and get me, cause I don't wanna dance alone I got my best on and I feel like dancing all night long Oh it's been so long Thinking 'bout the feeling of your arms wrapped around my body It's what I want Nothing's gonna stop me Oh but I want If

I still wonder if you could've been the one 'Cause I wonder if we could've made it last I wonder if we gave it all we had Or if our tempers got the best of us I wonder if I could've been a better man Maybe you'd be with me 'til the end 'Cause even though

And since the day I left Milwaukee Lyncheburg Bordeaux, France And helping white people dance You had some of the best times You'll never remember with me Alcohol, alcohol Been making the bars With lots of big money I got you in trouble in high school

On some rodeo man Best thing he ever did was leave ya You better pull yourself together Tina, I swear you're better Than just waiting around Don't talk about him, Tina You gotta get yourself up and dust them boots off Ain't no use in staying sad or