Yeah yeah, it's kinda hard sayin' this to ya face So I do it over snares and music take me away
I gotta hold on, hold on to my Girl to redeem your love, that's what I need
yeah yeah Young boy, I know you me like you never loved You know you couldn't a better thug And uh, you been peepin' me I was younger So young that you even called me your little
But I'm all up now I got my own money I'm married and and my daughter is a woman And what? My daughter want another Sister or a and you lookin' like a mother
I took you a clubber to a lover And you took another husband The other bitch wasn't shit for him She say she did too much, I say she did
She need to quit frontin' I haven't hid nothin' and you everything Can't ya feelings, won't let my pride conceal it You got Wayne, I charge it to the And you can keep the change, but
I gotta hold on, hold on to my Girl to your love, that's exactly what I need (Yeah yeah yeah, kinda hard sayin' this shit to ya face So I do it snares and bass music take me away)
I gotta hold on, hold on to my to redeem your love, that's exactly what I need (Yeah yeah, it's kinda hard sayin' shit to ya face So I do it over snares and music take me away)
Destiny Child CD, song three She cater to me till we asleep Then we up and we pick up where we started 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 after an hour, she gon' need another
When I'm at home or in the or in the office Or the streets or in the booth, I'm thinkin' you And, of the girls that come by are cute And they try to holla but all on mute
And, my old girls they face up at me And, they thrown they and they make up at me 'Cuz you got Wayne, I charge it to the And baby you can keep the but
I hold on, hold on to my receipt to redeem your love, that's exactly what I need (Yeah yeah, it's kinda hard sayin' this shit to ya face So I do it over snares and music take me away)
I hold on, hold on to my receipt Girl to redeem your love, that's what I need (Yeah yeah, it's kinda sayin' this shit to ya face So I do it snares and bass music take me away)
Come smellin' food on the stove She cleaned the whole house the dishes and the clothes And we out we do it just how we supposed
Look for the pub, leave the drama in the Rolls Royce, of car dat we move And she get high 'cause I'm always doin' it You hear hallways we always doin' it
Work cut, time feel like the first one Perfect, a nigga stressed dat work shit Take all of the pain, make it lesser than dirt why you got Wayne, I charge it to the game And you can keep the change but
I gotta on, hold on to my receipt Girl to redeem your love, exactly what I need (I gotta)
I hold on, hold 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 snares and bass music me away)