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