Tell me how could you compromise Yourself like this? Tell me how could you blame anyone else When you aren't really committed? Tell me where was your
I like tight jeans, dark shades, When I walk the ground shakes (boom) Like an 808 (boom) You appreciate my lean Body nice shape, Wanna take me on a date
Mmm mmm mmm mmm Mmm mmm mmm mmm Mmm mmm mmm mmm Mmm mmm mmm mmm I gotta turn this car around I never should have left you there Boy, this traffic
Your love is a habit Take my body you can have it Reach for me, baby grab me Take my body you can have it Your love is a habit Take my body you can have
Oh yeah, babe yeah yeah yea What I wouldn't give to Wrestle over the remote control What I wouldn't give to Hit you harder than you thought I could
Hey Hey Hey Ohhh Ohhh Hey [Verse 1:] Oh yeah know that you shine right through my heart I wanna break you down to pieces part by part I wanna serve
The way, the way, the way you make me feel boy Ooh oh, the way I feel when you touch me Ooh oh, no other like you can love me Ooh oh, the way I feel
Naa na na naa Na na na na naa (yeah) Naa na na naa Na na na na naa (yeah) Naa na na naa Na na na na naa Yeahh yeahh yeahh Boy, I know you heard around
I'm never out of place Where I can turn around and walk away 'Cause in my mind I wanna slap your face But I know if I do, I'm gonna catch a case Just
I'm here to give you my love I'm here to give you my heart this evening Tell me that you were ready Tell me you'll take it steady with me Oh Say that
Did you know? That I'm contiguous watching you type on the phone Something as simple as hearing your tone It's enough for me to feel like I'm at home
Everybody knows Everybody knows that I'm coming for you tough I'm coming for you tough Everybody knows Everybody knows that I'm coming for you tough
What I wouldn't give to Res a lover... What I wouldn't give to Heat you harder than you thought I could With the pillow Can we stop just for a second
Mmm mmm mmm mmm Mmm mmm mmm mmm Mmm mmm mmm mmm Mmm mmm mmm mmm I gotta turn this car around I never should have left you there Boy this traffic is
Why stick around when it just hurts, that's the million dollar question what's the point of trying to work it out when it just don't work i keep trying
[A-Wax] Smokin' weed, yeah Sellin' D, ugh 65 G'z in a silver Jordan briefcase I'm doin' this here for all my dogs without release dates Pull hoes in
The mornin' sun touched lightly On the eyes of Lucy Jordan In her white suburban bedroom In her white suburban town As she lay there, neath the covers
