And I'm standing here right outside your door And I don't think that my heart could take much more Scared of breaking up again And I just want it to be like it was before Cause I don't think that my heart could take much more Drivin' in my car Words

Step in my room 'cause I got a little something for you baby Yo, what's up baby? I don't see no sign on my door that says it's closed In my room and I know you're gonna like it baby Finally we're all alone so lock all the doors and unplug the phone I

Girl I’m out here I just finished on you Blowin' these hundreds Better get you wet now Better make you sweat now Ballin’ on you (ballin’ ballin’ ballin’) That’s my baby I’m out of your league, baby For a minute

IPhone go silent like I ain't need the stress Fuck that shit, you know I need the sex A lot of niggas in the game but I can not vouch for 'em Niggas ball, but is he ballin' for you? He your ex, I'm your ex too Shawty I never could talk shit you know I

Just don't get along with you Mm, I'm going to be bad no more I said I declare I ain't going to be bad no more When I leave this time baby I'm Going to hang crepe on your door Look it you darling, what do you want me to do Look it ya darling, what do you

I'mma run up on you You ain't gotta wait for it I'll admit I'm wrong when I know that you gon' come for me When you gon' come for me, yeah Never gonna not not hit that, your lovin' is drugs to me When you gon' come to me, yeah And every time you hit my

I'm gonna make it anyway It's not right, but it's okay Pack your bags up and leave And don't you dare come running back to me Close the door behind you leave your key I'd rather be alone than unhappy It's not right but it's okay Friday night you and your

Baby, it's a fine line I'm holding on, you're holding back Can't you hear me knockin' at your door? But you're taking your sweet time In love, out of touch Baby, it's a real fine line Completely complacent So decidedly vacant I keep waiting for something

Settle down, settle down, settle down Girl it's all over your face, there's someone taking my place Guess that's something that I'm dealing with now I guess there's nothing I can do now I see you in the city Do they know you're with me Oh, you're with me

And when I got home, before I said amen Asking God if he could play it again Our song is a slamming screen door Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window When we're on the phone, and you talk real slow 'Cause it's late and your mama don't know Our song