What's with this heartbreaker? It's a game and the winner must take her Feed me these lines and tell me I'm fine when you knew all along that you were
cannot get you outta my head I'll straighten up the top of you But like a knife the jacket just won't just do And I'm hanging on here by a thread Go cut
in the air I dress to impress cause these words won't do We'll make a wish upon this star We'll call the other ones what's yours is ours We'll make a
That's the way this night began She needs to know if he's still feeling anything She needs to know if she's still feeling him At a party in a backroom
loves him but she doesn't want to leave this place today She acts like everything's okay B-Money, he could get the hunnies But he chases them all away
The countdown starts Watching in a trance The crew is certain, nothing left to chance All is working Trying to relax, up in the capsule "Send me up a
me? Here's to the note she wrote, well raise a finger Obscene gestures, so she said But I only said sweet things to get you in bed And she was touching, teasing me
a wine that's fine with age But she can't find it in her heart to change the way she feels about me now And like a star that's far away I took the fall
You showed me my tomorrow beside a box of matches A welcome threatening stir My hopes of being stolen might just ring true Depends who you prefer If
enough for me, fuck yeah, light it up Cheech! Come on, smoke me out, cuz, give me contact buzz Get me on track, they love me when I'm on that stuff
all on you, it's you I call on boo Let's set a day up so you can fall on through We'll take a spin in a Lexus you can chill for dinner and breakfast
place, place, is bangin' out So can, you hear, me-me knock, knock, kn-knock-knockin' Me, Luda, yo (Woo) You beat it like Ike Turner, I swang it like A
ain?t enough for me Fuck yeah, light it up Cheech, come on Smoke me out, cuz Give me contact buzz Get me on track They love me when I?m on that stuff
me F-U-C-K-I-N-G I see you dressed up in white face covered in vail Do I hear weddin' bells? My dogs throwin' rice, and it's the day your father give you away To a
me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. * In your refusal to act
it's all on you, it's you I call on boo Let's set a day up so you can fall on through We'll take a spin in a lexus you can chill for dinner and breakfast
got a nigga ready ta' fuck You got a nigga ready to bust a nut, say what? Is you 'bout it hoe? Well, you can tell me all about it, let me know 'Cause
Your name froze on the winter air An empty bench in Soho Square Forgotten, now I turn away Just save me for a rainy day But don't be sorry, I don't want