Yeah yeah, it's kinda hard sayin' this shit to ya So I do it over snares and bass music me away
I hold on, hold on to my receipt Girl to your love, that's exactly what I need
yeah yeah Young boy, I know you love me like you loved You know you couldn't find a thug And uh, you been peepin' me since I was So young that you even called me your little
But I'm all grown up now I got my own I'm married and divorced and my is a woman And guess what? My want another or a brother and you lookin' like a mother
I you from a clubber to a lover And you another bitch husband The other wasn't doin' shit for him She say she did too much, I say she did
She need to frontin' I haven't hid nothin' and you love everything Can't hide ya feelings, let my pride conceal it You got Wayne, I it to the game And baby you can the change, but
I gotta hold on, on to my receipt Girl to redeem your love, that's exactly I need (Yeah yeah yeah, it's kinda sayin' this shit to ya face So I do it over and bass music take me away)
I gotta hold on, on to my receipt Girl to redeem your love, that's exactly what I (Yeah yeah, it's kinda hard sayin' shit to ya face So I do it over and bass music take me away)
Destiny Child CD, number three She cater to me till we fall Then we wake up and we pick up where we Then she make a nigga breakfast Sprite orange juice and
And she on waitin' for me after my show So no for groupies, straight to the top flo' Yeah fresh out the shower, a smile and a Then an hour, she gon' need another shower
When I'm at or in the coupe or in the office Or the streets or in the booth, I'm 'bout you And, most of the girls that by are cute And try to holla but they all on mute
And, my old turn they face up at me And, they thrown they purses and make up at me you got Wayne, I charge it to the game And baby you can keep the but
I gotta on, hold on to my receipt Girl to redeem your love, exactly what I need (Yeah yeah yeah, kinda hard sayin' this shit to ya face So I do it over snares and music take me away)
I gotta on, hold on to my receipt Girl to your love, that's exactly what I need (Yeah yeah, it's kinda sayin' this shit to ya face So I do it over snares and bass take me away)
Come home food on the stove She done the whole house the dishes and the clothes And when we out we do it how we supposed
Look for the pub, leave the drama in the Rolls Royce, of car dat we move And she get high sometimes 'cause I'm always it You hear them hallways we always it
Work cut, time feel like the first one Perfect, a nigga stressed dat work shit Take away all of the pain, make it than dirt That's why you got Wayne, I charge it to the And baby you can keep the but
I gotta hold on, on to my receipt Girl to redeem your love, that's exactly what I (I gotta)
I gotta hold on, on to my receipt Girl to redeem your love, that's exactly what I (Yeah yeah, it's kinda hard sayin' this shit to ya face So I do it snares and bass music take me away)