give you more and I will never give you less you will hear it in the street or you can read it in the press do you really wanna know whats next, lets
But sorry pops, you'll just have to wait Oh yes, I said it, I said it I said it 'cause I can Today I don't feel like doing anything I just wanna lay
you'll get slapped if you're lookin' hoe I said, excuse me you're a hell of a guy I mean my, my, my, my like pelican fly I mean, you're so shy and I'
said hit me up again, we do the same thing Jumped in the shower, got out and sawa text message It had a smiley face and said "you the best sexy XOXO!"
t cry for you I won't crucify the things you do I won't cry for you, see When you're gone I'll still be Bloody Mary We are not just art for Michelangelo
Don't call me Gaga I've never seen one like that before Don't look at me like that You amaze me He ate my heart, he a-a-ate my heart (You little monster
I'm even still in love You see I don't know what to tell you now It's always harder the second time around I'm so unpredictable Just like you used to
remember when you would say you hate my ways. I said I'm not comin back... its you fooled me once, but you cant have that ego turning, Just too bad for you
in my eyes? You think it's for you? You think you read minds? You better watch where you're putting those hands, You better stop if you're making more
day Eh, I mean staring like a creeper cause you gotta peep ?er I mean you probably might be saying you aint jockin? either But man, o girl got a fat old ass Yeah, the type that make you tell a b!tch just
you and I You and I, You you and I, You you and I, You you and I, You and I You you and I Oh yeah I'd rather die, without you and I (Come on
I love you. You and I, You you and I Baby I'd rather die Without you and I. You and I, You you and I Nebraska I'd rather die Without you and
Stand Like A creeper Cuz You Gotta Beep her I Mean Prime Might Be Sayin You Ain't Joggin Either But Man Ol' Girl Gotta fat Ol' Ass Yeah The Type To Make You Tell "Bitch Just
Mean Stand Like A Grouper Cuz You Gotta Beeper I Mean Prime Might Be Sayin You Ain't Joggin Either But Man Ol' Girl Gotta Phat Ol' Ass Yeah The Type To Make You Tell A Bitch Just
all be friends Hey, bring it on baby, all your friends You're the shit and I love that body You wanna ball, explicit, I swear you're good, I won't tell nobody You
These girls fall like dominoes, dominoes These girls fall like dominoes, d-d-dominoes These girls fall like dominoes, dominoes These girls fall like dominoes
you`re not ok, tellin' me you miss my face I remember when you would say you hate my ways I said I`m not coming back It seems you only want what you
tonight I'm serving you with papers, I'm divorcing you Go marry someone else and make 'em famous And take away their freedom like you did to me Treat 'em like you