bag, and the color of my nails You can see that I got it goin' on I wanna make sure you remember me So I'm gon' leave my number on your video phone I
trees (Undone) The boys break their necks Tryin' to creep a little sneak peek Let's runaway And don't ever look back Don't ever look back My heart
like my bag and the color of my nails You can see that I got it goin' on I wanna make sure you remember me So I'ma leave my number on your video phone
you won't do the same No, no, no, no Black, black, black and blue, beat me 'til I'm numb Tell the devil I said, hey, when you get back to where you
'? If everybody wants you Why isn't anybody callin'? You don't have to answer Leave 'em hangin' on the line, ohh Calling Gloria Gloria (Gloria) I think they got your number
(Hey!) Give me my, give me my baby back Oooh, na na (Hey!) Give me my, give me my baby back Oooh, na na (Hey!) Give me my, give me my baby back My boyfriend
, don't be ashamed And if you feel a lil' woozy after this just hold my hand And I can numb yo' whole body just like Novocaine I can make you come back
Lil' Kim wannabe, you just hate to admit it. I'm the blueprint; you ain't nothin' brand new, Check your posters and videos, you'll always be number two
things right But it's the wrongs that make the words come to life "Who does he think he is?" If that's the worst you've got better put your fingers back
we're gonna make it, And when we reach the top, I know we're gonna take it, Everybody loves it, I know they're gonna hate it, Top number one, I know
your whole body and let's start the party Too much rock for one girl can make her go crazy I need someone to dance with me baby Dance! Keep movin' Back
Slapped my face, slammed the door A dozen roses lay on the floor I saw her friends and I was told She blocked my number from her cellphone You said we
forget to lose my number Nothing matters (Lose my number, nothing matters) Nothing matters (Don't forget to lose my number, nothing matters) Nothing matters (Don't forget to lose my number
deep No 'lax' in my tracks they potent Fuck homicide, I'ma ride, keep smokin' I keep smokin' till the bullshit filter Like cigarettes, Dep came through, killed ya When I swerve hit nerves Number
Yo, yo Niggas mad at the fact we bad Man I won't stop like a New York taxicab If your shit wack, we burn If you got beef, we come back like a tax return
pick up the phone and dial up my number And call me, my baby? I'm waitin' on you Why don't you pick up the phone and dial up my number? Just call me