Natasha Boy you know I love you, but this shit is getting ya this the last time I'ma gon let ya ass play me I'm heading for the door and the thing I know you got me Bent up, Bent up, Bent up, Yeah Bent over that couch, hands your mouth Tryna not let anybody ya Yeah we fuss and we It always ends up the same way (baby this feel familiar) You say you don't why I can't be the man that you want me to be I think I'm just that, and this love is the you don't wanna leave (Bent up, Bent up, up) You get mad and I cause you're mad that I It gets bad but it's mm mm good I put the no on the door You ain't no where no more I got you, bent up, up, bent up Mosley: Boy you know I love you, but this shit is 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 Bent up, Bent up, Bent up, Yeah New rules, no clothes we argue Is that cool? Make it to adore you you, get wrapped up in my coils You That's just cause you spoiled You got that you want Everything that you I let you come first? Then I do me We go thru this all the time I never let you I got you, bent up, up, bent up Natasha Boy you I love you, but this shit is getting crazy Told ya this the time I'ma gon let ya ass play me I'm for the door and the next thing I know you got me Bent up, Bent up, up, Yeah [x5] Bent over that couch, hands over mouth Tryna not let hear ya Yeah we fuss and we It always up the same way Bent up, up, Bent up...