Natasha Boy you I love you, but this shit is getting crazy Told ya this the last time gon let ya ass play me I'm heading for the door and the next I know you got me up, Bent up, Bent up, Yeah [x5] Bent over that couch, hands over your Tryna not let anybody ya we fuss and we fight It always ends up the way (baby doesn't this feel familiar) You say you don't understand why I can't be the man you want me to be I think I'm just that, and this is the reason you don't wanna leave (Bent up, Bent up, up) You get mad and I you're mad that I laughed It bad but then it's mm mm good I put the no disturb on the You ain't goin no no more I got you, bent up, up, bent up Mosley: Boy you know I love you, but shit is getting crazy Told ya this the last I'ma gon let ya ass play me I'm for the door and the next thing I know you got me Bent up, up, Bent up, Yeah [x5] New rules, no when we argue Is that cool? it easier to adore you you, get wrapped up in my coils You mad? That's just you spoiled You got that you want that you need Don't I let you first? Then I do me We go thru this all the time I let you leave I got you, up, bent up, bent up Mosley: Boy you I love you, but this shit is getting crazy Told ya the last time I'ma gon let ya ass play me I'm heading for the door and the next I know you got me Bent up, Bent up, Bent up, Yeah Bent over that couch, hands over your Tryna not let anybody ya Yeah we fuss and we It always ends up the way Bent up, Bent up, up...