i like the way you talk girl now you no girl now she no now you no it now u knoe it (Tyga) she lyke Tanning, I
I'm like, "You need to go somewhere else with this shit" Because I ain't gonna put up with you Talkin' 'bout how she make you uncomfortable I mean, shit, I
Ricky Bobby I'm at the W but I can't meet you in the lobby Girl, I gotta watch my back 'cause I'm not just anybody I seen 'em stand in line just to
I am right beside you (Please just follow me) (What you want, what you need) Right (I thought you wanted me) (What you want, what you need) (If I burn out) I am right beside you
I reminisce About the way I use to kiss dem pretty lips But as long as you have me on ya telly list I love you girl and you're the one that I will always miss I love you
You are now entering a Bad Boy zone (3x) Yeah! [Morock] This is for the niggas who ain't got shit to love I cripple thugs, just because You not Jada
But not me because I'ma nigga that can get out of them cuffs You think a lot of them tough Not just for frotin When I hit them niggaz like 'What you
fallin' down So what do you do? What do you do after love? After love, after love, after love, after love I remember first day that I saw her face The feelin' I
and wanna bring you down But fuck that, they just mad 'cause you got all the ladies And you pushin' them Bentleys, not Mercedes, Bentleys You know? And that's just
Yeah, we want it like that, you know what I bring Yeah, yeah, yeah See what you niggas do to me, I do to you And if I'm who you came to see, then do
hook up (You gets no love) Cause I had about enough (You gets no love) Hearin all the lies you tell (You gets no love) Boy I thought I knew you well
you like I know you, all the little things? Does he really love you, like I love you, how can he compete? If he makes me fight for you, die for you, would
right because I love the way you lie I love the way you lie, I love the way you lie I love the way you lie, I love the way you lie
this way Now, when it comes to love I take the liberty I'm skippin' to the beat Of my own drum You know I love you, yes, I do But I've got tell, be