..., but you ain't either (Who?) If your feeling froggy leap (Oh) I ain't even lose no sleep (Oh) Theres more to me than what you see (Oh) You wouldn't like me when I'm angry.. Mr. Photographer I think I'm ready for my close-up (Tonight) Make sure you catch me from my good side (Pick one!) Th...

...akeup than try and fix what's going on But the problem keeps on calling even with the cell phone gone. She told him that she believes in living bigger than she's living now But her world keeps spinning backwards And upside down. Don't say so long, and throw yourself wrong. Don't spin toda...

...then I'm lookin' like honey relax looks like you bought the code we've even got the money for that All of a sudden you be trippin' on my cellular phone talkin' about all of the women that be takin' me home talkin' about all of the women I supposedly boned she crazy You know what it is you ...

... I'm in your life That's how it's gon' be I've seen her photo She ain't even all that So if you want her back You can take her back 'Cuz game recognize game I could do the same thing Get it right, change Or take back this ring Hook (4x) END 歌词网http://www.lrcgc.com欢迎您...

...uld a slayed me as a baby Behavin shadier than Wes Craven And you aint even gotta pay me I take pleasure of layin a nigga down daily You face me drunk of sober You??￡l faint fast I??| never fucked up to where I can??° whoop your ass Your neck will get snapped wit bear hands fuck mus...

...d catch a R.O.R. on some Jena 6 charges Nah I put the thing away I don't even need a whole handle to flip em all it takes is one finger wave But in the bing for days show you how I'm real Come home to the truck with the Optimus Prim grille Handin out crack got the scene poppin off They not sle...

...es we come home at night Make love, kiss, hug, drink, drug and fight And even when I'm wrong my girl will fuck me till I'm right. Kiss me all over, lick me head from toe Fuck, maybe when we older 'cause I already know I musta met a million girls but somthin's different bout you Can't put my fi...

...but the strain remains Think back to the ways of yesterday When we never even had to get paid to play Had a backpack filled with a lot to say But the words have all been thrown away We lost control again We lost control again We lost control Gotta find a way to make amends Rewrite the end ...