This old world well
Don't it make you wanna think damn
This cold girl well
Don't she wanna make you scream, damn

What's the matter girl
Don't you think I'm good enough
This old heart's had a whole lot a breakin' down
She's got all these reasons in her head

[chorus 1]
All that time she knew if I lied
You can bet she will
She's taking her time 'til I thought I would die
And I can't sit still

Things got turned 'round
Don't know where I started from, damn
Can't eat, can't sleep
Could have been a bigger man, damn
What's the matter girl don't you think I'm bright enough
This old man had a hard time getting here
You can leave your number at the door

[chorus 1]

And there's nothing at all
Yeah there's nothing at all
Well there's nothing at all
To make her change her mind

This old house been quiet since
You went away, damn
Mixed up fixed out
Don't forget who got you here, damn

What's the matter world
Don't you see I opened up
This whole part been played by another man
I pulled out the reason card instead

[chorus 1]

[chorus 2]

Says she can find
The things that make up a life
I bet she will
She stays behind, I could stay here all night
I could stay here until

Until there's nothing at all
Yeah there's nothing at all
Well there's nothing at all
To make her change her mind

uh, it's the d-d-d-d d-d-d-d d-d-d-d-d-d-damn ha-ha yea

[chorus (Woman Sings)]
Damn-it's the way he grabs on himself when he gettin closer to them girls be like
Damn-it's the wife beater wish you were in the drop top two seater
Damn-I can't blame em' if he wasn't mine shit i would try and claim him,cuz he's so fly and i'm so fly and you'll fool
yourself if you try to deny him

[Fabolous]
I'm nothin like them other brothers
I got no choice but to slut her
cuz im in a 10-6 with the vase up that look somethin like a nutta butta dutta dutta
mami you'll be in saint tropez
ridin jet skis and mopeds
powderin like dope heads
paparazzi snappin pictures they must think you J.Lopez (BIATCH!!!)
(ha-ha) lets roast some spinach
find a club and just post up in it
what you mean are we there yet,I got lear jets that get to the westcoast in minutes
(ha-ha) I'm smoother than white vanilla fudge
with white vanilla studs
cuz if they witnessed how im killin em out here these girls just might go tell the judge (i rest my case)
[chorus repeat]

[Fabolous]
you could be prancin thru ghettos
in a pair of fendi's or pants and stillettos
all you gotta do is swallow some kids like that witch did in Hansel and Gretel
whos as handsome as ghetto
this mans earings look transparent
and my Mitchell and Ness throwbacks be so old they could be somebodys grandparents
I want the kind of money athletes consume
I have to assume
I'm no fool,but im so cool,when i walk in feels like theres a draft in the room
(oooh) I'm so sick i drive in reverse fast
call me a nurse fast
shorty just lay back in the Maybach it'll make you feel like you sittin in first class
(Relax)
[chorus repeat]

[Fabolous]
They ask for it
so i put TV's in the headrest and the dashboard
and you gotta catch it on tape cuz when the truck stops rims still look like they on fast forward
i'm sippin liquor the color of smurf's skin
as long as the earth spins
and you'll get sea sick,cuz my waves be thick enough for them cali dudes to surf in
(cowabunga) ya low ridin denims
look like midgets is hidin in em
they say I like it from the front they like it from the back but when the kid is slidin in em
they be screamin'
the biggest dikes be
switchin for dudes with figures like me
and um im not braggin, but imagine that you could even fuck with a nigga like me
(BIATCH!!!)

[chorus repeat]

[Intro]
OK, OK, OK
This Sean Paul, Lil John, J-Bo, Youngbloodz
You already know how we do it homeboy
It's A-Town (105 Road for dem hoes)
It's A-Town (east side for dem hoes), Attic Crew you already know
Lil John, Eastside Boyz and yo boy Sean Paul let me tell ya like dis here boy

[Sean Paul]
They callin' me to come back to the streets, Sean P. a.k.a Sharp Crease
Said it was necessary, these sucka niggaz out here very scary
They come from the hole they livin' in the month of February
OK then put a sissy nigga on display then
Kick in ya door and have my folk dem bring dem K's in
I'm still Attic A-double T-I-C
It ain't a hoe out there fo real who don't know 'bout me
Bitch I'm fo sho wit it don't make me pop that trunk to the 'Lac
Bitch I will go get it and I ain't selfish I will let you and your hoe feel it
Won't catch me sippin' on no Cris and got a cold billy
It's Youngbloodz A-Town malt liquor sippin', comin' straight from the gutter
Toe-tag a motherfucker, leave 'em under a cover
Lil John he drop the beat that make ya bounce like rubber
Sean Paul he tote the heat to make ya mug then slug ya yeah

[Hook: Lil' Jon]
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit

[J-Bo]
I post up get to it, drink hand in hand
They call me Mr. Herringbone cuz that's my right hand man
Old school straight foolish like no other indeed
With Lil John it's Youngbloodz they crunk as can be
Attic Crew 105 that's if you lookin to rumble
Cock back bust aim now I done got yo number
In the club you gone feel it when it drop this summer
Like rain we gone pour and hit you hard like thunder
Cuz in the Dirty we dem boys that drank you under the table
Where dem niggaz pimp hoes in fly suits and gators
In my Chevy so super I'm the one to call
Just dial 1-800-430 slash ALCOHOL
And dawg I'm not the one that you really just wanna clown
I'm cool in my way, but shit still I shut 'em down
And piss on them haters J-Bo he cuts a fool
In the cut 'bout slizzard somewhere that's how we do

[Hook]

[Sean Paul]
Out of town hard heads get swiss cheesed up
And you gon' need more than stitches to patch that leak up
Chump like me up my mouth TB'd up
With the plush leather guts steady grippin' the butt
Oh you fo sho with it, then pull yo pistol
Show a nigga you ain't hoe with it
And I ain't selfish I will let you and your folk feel it
Talkin' big boy shit
Mean muggin' like a motherfucker my hand on my dick

[J-Bo]
Cuz at a grip we keep it jumpin' like it ain't nuttin' new
We started off with Shake Em Off so look potna oh guess who
It's them boys from the bottom who took you down 85
And hit you with that U-Way so look here don't be surprised
We buckin' blowin' chillin' and sippin' on something good
I'm peepin' out the scenery and wishin' a nigga would
In case it just might pop I'm 'bout ready to lock and load
To take you thru the South to show you how we throw dem bows

[HOOK]

[Ciara:]
Is it any wonder
Why I'm sitting here waiting for you to call?
I can see the future disappear
Through my fingertips
I let it slip out of grip
When we could have it all
And all this darkness
Going round and around in my head

[All:]
Damn
Things got out of hand
I thought you'd understand
When words don't say enough
But maybe I just said too much
Damn
I promised not to cry
But now I've done the last thing that
I meant to do
Damn

[Cathy:]
Can you forgive and let it go?
I wish I could take it back
But all my strength is gone
I was so careless I know
Oh my stupid pride
I let it slide
I can't deny
That it's me who let you down
And is all this madness
Going round and around in your head?

[All:]
Damn
Things got out of hand
I thought you'd understand
When words don't say enough
But maybe I just said too much
Damn
I promised not to cry
But now I've done the last thing that
I meant to do
Damn

[Ciara:]
And all this darkness
Going round and around in my head
And all this madness
Going round and round
Damn

[Intro]
OK, OK, OK
This Sean Paul, Lil Jon. J-Bo, Youngbloodz
You already know how we do it homeboy
It's A-Town(105 Road for dem hoes)
It's A-Town(east side for dem hoes), Attic Crew you already know
Lil John, Eastside Boyz and yo boy Sean Paul let me tell ya like dis here boy(lets go)

[Sean Paul]
They callin' me to come back to the streets, Sean P. a.k.a Sharp Crease
Said it was necessary, these sucka niggaz out here very scary
They comin whole they livin' in the month of February
OK then put a sissy nigga on display then
Kick in tha door and have my folk dem bring dem K's in
I'm still Attic A-double T-I-C
It ain't a hoe out there fo real who don't know 'bout me
Bitch I'm fo sho wit it don't make me pop that trunk to the 'Lac
Bitch I will go get it and I ain't selfish I will let you and your hoe feel it
Won't catch me sippin' on no Cris and got a cold billy
It's Youngbloodz A-Town malt liquor sippin', comin' straight from the gutter
Toe-tag a motherfucker, leave 'em under a cover
Lil John he drop the beat that make ya bounce like rubber
Sean Paul he tote the heat to make ya mug then slug ya yeah

[Hook: Lil' Jon]
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit

[J-Bo]
I post up get to it, drink hand in hand
They call me Mr. Herringbone cuz that's my right hand man
Old school straight foolish like no other indeed
With Lil John it's Youngbloodz they crunk as can be
Attic Crew 105 that's if you lookin to rumble
Cock back bust aim now I done got yo number
In the club you gone feel it when it drop this summer
Like rain we gone pour and hit you hard like thunder
Cuz in the Dirty we dem boys that drank you under the table
Where dem niggaz pimp hoes in fly suits and gators
In my Chevy so super I'm the one to call
Just dial 1-800-430 slash ALCOHOL
And dawg I'm not the one that you really just wanna clown
I'm cool in my way, but shit still I shut 'em down
And piss on them haters J-Bo he cuts a fool
In the cut 'bout slizzard somewhere that's how we do

[Hook]

[Sean Paul]
Out of town hard heads get swiss cheesed up
And you gon' need more than stitches to patch that leak up
Chump like me up my mouth TB'd up
With the plush leather guts steady grippin' the butt
Oh you fo sho with it, then pull yo pistol
Show a nigga you ain't hoe with it
And I ain't selfish I will let you and your folk feel it
Talkin' big boy shit
Me muggin' like a motherfucker my hand on my dick

[J-Bo]
Cuz at a grip we keep it jumpin' like it ain't nuttin' new
We started off with Shake Em Off so look potna oh guess who
It's them boys from the bottom who took you down 85
And hit you with that U-Way so ROOKIE don't be surprised
We buckin' blowin' killa and sippin' on something good
I'm peepin' out the scenery and wishin' a nigga would
In case it just might pop I'm 'bout ready to lock and load
To take you thru the South to show you how we throw dem bows

[HOOK]

[Nicks intro]

Yo, word up, Im talkin to you
Makin dope rhymes, thats what I do
Like a madman, you know Im bad, man
I slam, a good goddamn

Well I concur so goddamn badly
I could just sit and sing the blues
But instead Ill make a fist, yeah
And make my own bad news yeah

Take my advice
Youll pay the price
Make it funky like this
Good god
Damn

Yo, what else is dissin me
Thats right, its pissin me off
Rock me baby? What?
You dont mean that crap
What the hell, if it sells
Damn, youre a sham,
No thank you, maam

Oh, I get burned badly
I could just sit and sing the blues
But instead Ill make a fist, yeah
Make my own good news, yeah

Take my advice
Youll pay the price
Make it funky like this
Good goddamn
I tell you what
??
Hey

[Omarion talking:]
Yeah, uhh, Yeah
I don't know if yall
ready for this one right here
Omarion Solo, Yall aint ready
It's time, Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock

[Verse One:]

One, and here comes the two to the three
And four
Girl yo` body sick,
You the hottest thang on the floor.
You bustin` through them AppleBottom jeans
And I can't stop gettin next to you
Cuz I'm a fein
Lookin` at my wrist, staring at my pinky ring
Whispering in my ear real close
Sayin` kinky things
Tattoo on the small of your back
And ya booty so fat, mami shake that

[Chorus:]

Damn
Shorty got a hold of me
Shorty tryna take control me
Got me sayin, damn
Shorty wanna roll with me
Shorty wanna be involved with me
She got me like damn

[Repeat]

[Verse 2:]

Now we sneakin out the back door of the club
Girl I know you tipsy
Homie rollin` with me, swiftly, simply
Cuz she fellin love when she kissed me
Just one touch, and shorty was history
And I aint tryna brag or boast, but ya body jivey
Need a good lovin` from a somebody
And the way you was moving, I could see you know..
What you doin girl...lets get to it girl...

[Chorus:]

Damn
Shorty got a hold of me
Shorty tryna take control me
Got me sayin, damn
Shorty wanna roll with me
Shorty wanna be involved with me
Baby i'm like damn

[Repeat]

Whooo Whooo, Yeah, Yall aint ready, Omarion, Yeah, whoooo Damn, Damn.

[Repeat Chorus again]

You and I....

there you go again when ya
rub up my skin
i have to catch my breathe
I began to sweat
oh..

Lips
tracing down my neck
and its scaring me to death
I just learned to draw me to the clear
just to push me off
just to push me off the edge

Damn I hate the way you know me
and Damn
you kill when you hold me
Like I'm your world
like this wont hurt
like a favorite cursing every nerve
damn
I'm fightin and I'm losin it
damn you
your pullin and a pushin
I'm wrestlin with
I toss and twist
til finally I give in
damn...

I hate being addicted
only
you would have predicted
that I'd be told
I'd want, so then
you can see right through
you can see right through my soul

Damn I hate the way you know me
and Damn
you kill when you hold me
Like I'm your world
like this wont hurt
like a favorite cursing every nerve
damn
I'm fightin and I'm losin it
damn you
your pullin and a pushin
I'm wrestlin with
I toss and twist
til finally I give in

I get wreckless, scared, confused
I feel desperate
soul for you
and you know it
you know it
you know what I should do

Damn I hate the way you know me
and Damn
you kill when you hold me
Like I'm your world
like this wont hurt
like a favorite cursing every nerve
damn
I'm fightin and I'm losin it
damn you
your pullin and a pushin
I'm wrestlin with
I toss and twist
baby I give in
damn...

We woke up late
Said goodbye
Now I'm standing
Outside
On the street
I walk
Through the city
I'm laughing
Boucayes
Staring down
At my feet

And my eyes
Look up at the sky
Am I falling?
Open up
And pull me in
I feel like an angel
Who's fallen
I just gotta have
This first taste
Of original sin

Damn
Can you feel it?
Damn
I can't believe it
Damn
You got me
Feelin' good
Damn
Do you dig it?
That's the way
You do it
Damn
You know
You give it good

Two minutes later
I'm counting
The seconds
And hours to go
I'm working
A sweat out of bed
Just
The thought of you
Makings me glow

I've got the fact
That you give it good
Your my back up
And just leave it alone
I'm walking from there
Cause your crunk
Now I'm going home
To do it all
Again on my own

Damn
Can you feel it?
Damn
I can't believe it
Damn
You got me
Feelin' good
Damn
Do you dig it?
That's the way
You do it
Damn
You know
You give it good

You got my tongue
It's so tied
My eyes
Are open wide
And my hair
Is standing up
On my skin
And I keep sayin'

Damn
Do you dig it?
That's the way
You do it
Damn
You know
You give it good

Walk
Through the door
And into your room
Cause
This whole world lies
But you
Tell me the truth
Think i'll give you up?
Your not gonna
Let me down
Your love
Is like an ocean
And i'm starting
To drown

Damn
Can you feel it?
Damn
I can't believe it
Damn
You got me
Feelin' good
Damn
Do you dig it?
That's the way
You do it
Damn
You know
You give it good

You got my tongue
It's so tied
My eyes
Are open wide
And my hair
Is standing up
On my skin
And i keep sayin'

Damn
Do you dig it?
That's the way
You do it
Damn
You know
You give it good

ESPAÑOL :)

Despertamos tarde,
decimos adiós.
Ahora estoy parada
afuera,
en la calle.
Camino
a través de la ciudad.
Estoy riendo
Boucayes
Mirando bajo,
hacia mis pies.

Y mis ojos,
miran el cielo.
Estoy cayendo ?
Abre
y atráeme.
Me siento como un ángel.
Quien ha caído.
Sólo tengo que tener,
el primer sabor
del pecado original.

Diablos,
Puedes sentirlo ?
Diablos,
no puedo creerlo.
Diablos,
me tienes
sinténdome bien.
Diablos,
lo cavas tú ?
esa es la manera.
Tú hazlo.
Diablos,
sabes,
lo entregas bien.

Dos minutos más tarde,
estoy contando
los segundos
y horas para ir.
Trabajo
un sudor de la cama.
Sólo
tu pensamiento
me hace radiar.

Tengo el hecho,
que lo entregas bien.
Tú mi refuerzo.
Y sólo déjalo,
estoy caminado desde ahí,
por tu crunk.
Ahora voy a casa,
para hacerlo todo
de nuevo, yo sola.

Diablos,
Puedes sentirlo ?
Diablos,
no puedo creerlo.
Diablos,
me tienes
sinténdome bien.
Diablos,
lo cavas tú ?
esa es la manera.
Tú hazlo.
Diablos,
sabes,
lo entregas bien.

Tienes mi lengua,
es tan atado.
Mis ojos,
estan muy abiertos.
Y mi cabello
está intancto
en mi piel,
y sigo diciendo.

Diablos,
lo cavas tú ?
esa es la manera.
Tú hazlo.
Diablos,
sabes,
lo entregas bien.

Vals,
a traveés de la puerta
y en tu habitación,
porque
todo este mundo miente.
Pero tú,
me dices la verdad.
Crees que te lo daré ?
No me dejarás caer.
Tu amor
es como el océano,
y estoy empezando
ahogarme.

Diablos,
Puedes sentirlo ?
Diablos,
no puedo creerlo.
Diablos,
me tienes
sinténdome bien.
Diablos,
lo cavas tú ?
esa es la manera.
Tú hazlo.
Diablos,
sabes,
lo entregas bien.

Tienes mi lengua,
es tan atado.
Mis ojos,
estan muy abiertos.
Y mi cabello
está intancto
en mi piel,
y sigo diciendo.

My niggaz it Coca
It's crackology 101, Nigga
I breed you Nigga's
My son

Owww

[1st Verse]
The penalty is death
And I'm inflicting the torture
The best of the best couldn't mess with the boogy down Bronxster
Its heavy promo catching beef wit Joe
But my man don't get caught up in these streets alone
Thought we heavy
Chopper firerin
Motherfucker's is dying
Nigga's is runnin'
Helicopters is flying
All these suckers is lying
Tell these Fedsters to see me
And I was just island hopping somewhere in Tahiti
I think its called Fiji or something like that
Get your shit pushed Motherfucker
Fucking wit crack
Catch a hundred in your cap
Your brain be by your waste line
LV on the track
Hell of a baseline
Remind me of the times I was serving them baselines
Only Puerto Rican in Harlem
Now that's stardom
Ghetto Celeb I been since I was younger
Hundred mill strong
Still dying of hunger
Under the chinchilla
Believe me this shits is rilla
This piece ull leave you in pieces
And make you sleep better
The streets terror
The weak better retreat man
I keep Beretta's so heathen's can creep

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Damn, those guys are gettin doe
That's why all these gansta call me Coke
We get money money
You got nothing from me
And if you get caught Nigga don't mention Joe

[2nd Verse]
I keep hearin that Crack the truth
Real niggaz is scream
Joe get back in the booth
Yeah I do it for them niggaz that be huggin the block
Them jack boys don't give a fuck
Dumpin there caps
These niggaz crazy
Some more real
They'll git you for everything
Even your Paul Wall grill
Yes Nigga
Its survival out here
These niggaz don't even respect the bible out here
Its pyro's out here
Cuts and King too
That's the only thing the summer going bring you
I seen it all, man they love it when I spit game
Walk through the middle of Speed wit the big chain
I got 'em sick man
Look how the shit bling
Piss stain
Yellow pebble bezel on the wrist man
You ain't Pac
You ain't even a great actor
Matter of fact
You is a great actor
I'm one O G
You need to respect
Especially if you don't want niggaz to see through your chest
I caught his Mama at the face to face
Now she laying in St. Raymond's in Section 8
Nigga
Follow me now say

[Chorus]

Yeah
This goes out to all the Nigga's.
From Ghetto to Ghetto
Jail for Jail
All my niggaz playin' in the yards right now
Doin' pull ups
Bumpin'' this shit in your headsets
I love you Nigga's

Crack
Otisville you know its real
Rikers
All my niggaz holding in down
All my street niggaz gansta Nigga's

Darkchild 9-9
(They ain't ready for this)
Ja Rule
Uh, Darkchild

[Ja Rule]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, damn
I couldn't think about the next man bangin' you
Hittin' it, empowerin' you the I used to
You make me holla
Your cat top dolla, purr when wet
Worth puttin' diamonds on your collar
We down, hittin' switches like a 6-4, follow
Me and you against the world, baby girl (oh oh oh)
But you broken
Now she got your side of the bed, your 6
With wide-screen TVs, in the head
You like the living dead cuz you won't be back
The cat you thought was on, throwin' you off-track (oh oh oh)
Can't do that, love's like a tug-a-war match
You can't win, you fall in, get too attached
You wanna be where I'm at, feelin' me
Without climax, nails diggin' in my back, head board outta wack
What you love about Ja, is what caught your eye
Painful lies and sweet goodbyes, baby why?

[So Plush]
[1] - Damn, I should've never let you walk right out of my life
I should've treated you right
I should've been by your side

But damn, I slept and let you catch somebody's eye
Now I can't even lie
It's killin' me inside

I fell in love with you, see, like they do in movies
You were the generous type
You brought me things I didn't need
Promised to take care of me
But then I pushed you to leave, yeah yeah

Money don't make the man, I understand,
since I let you go (oh oh oh oh)
But I could've had damn near everything, yeah yeah
Ya see I should've changed my plans
Let ya be my man just for your doe (oh oh oh oh)
And never ever have to explain

[Repeat 1]

It's wrong for me to think this
But I could have handled it
Me playin' you for a fool
Frontin', so romantic
Just to get my wishes granted
I should've did what I had to do, oh

Now when I think it through,
I could've been to you a real good girl (oh oh oh oh)
It didn't mean that this is your world, yeah yeah yeah
To satisfy all my needs,
I could've pleased you a little bit more (oh oh oh oh)
Should've been, could've been, would've been
But these thoughts I just ignored, oh

[Repeat 1]
[Repeat 1]

You don't even wanna talk to me, you don't wanna be with me anymore
You don't even wanna call at all, but ya come around tryin' to hit me off
You don't wanna go out with me, I can't stand to see you outta line
But it's really killing me, you're not feeling me
I wish you were mine, but..

[Repeat 1 to fade]

This old world well
Don't make you wanna think, damn
This cold girl well
Don't she make you wanna scream, damn

What's the matter girl?
Don't you think I'm good enough?
This old hearts had a whole lot of breakin' down
Shes got all these reasons in her head

All that time she knew if I lied
You can bet she will
She's taken her time 'til I thought I would
Die
And I can't sit still

Things got turned round
Don't know where I started from, damn
Can't eat, can't sleep
Could have been a bigger man, damn
What's the matter girl?
Don't you think I'm bright enough?
This old man had a hard time getting here
You can leave your number at the door

All that time she knew if I lied
You can bet she will
She's taken her time 'til I thought I would
Die
And I can't sit still

And there's nothing at all
Yeah there's nothing at all
Well there's nothing at all
To make her change her mind

This old house been quite since
You went away, damn
Mixed up fixed out
Don't forget who got you here, damn

What's the matter world?
Don't you see I opened up?
This whole part been played by another man
I pulled out the reason card instead
(chorus 1)
(chorus 2)

Says she can find
The things that make up a life
I bet she will
She stays behind, I could stay here all night
I could stay here until

Until there's nothing at all
Yeah there's nothing at all
Well there's nothing at all
To make her change her mind

You and I....

there you go again when ya
rub up my skin
i have to catch my breathe
I began to sweat
oh..

Lips
tracing down my neck
and its scaring me to death
I just learned to draw me to the clear
just to push me off
just to push me off the edge

Damn I hate the way you know me
and Damn
you kill when you hold me
Like I'm your world
like this wont hurt
like a favorite cursing every nerve
damn
I'm fightin and I'm losin it
damn you
your pullin and a pushin
I'm wrestlin with
I toss and twist
til finally I give in
damn...

I hate being addicted
only
you would have predicted
that I'd be told
I'd want, so then
you can see right through
you can see right through my soul

Damn I hate the way you know me
and Damn
you kill when you hold me
Like I'm your world
like this wont hurt
like a favorite cursing every nerve
damn
I'm fightin and I'm losin it
damn you
your pullin and a pushin
I'm wrestlin with
I toss and twist
til finally I give in

I get wreckless, scared, confused
I feel desperate
soul for you
and you know it
you know it
you know what I should do

Damn I hate the way you know me
and Damn
you kill when you hold me
Like I'm your world
like this wont hurt
like a favorite cursing every nerve
damn
I'm fightin and I'm losin it
damn you
your pullin and a pushin
I'm wrestlin with
I toss and twist
baby I give in
damn...

[Verse 1]

Damn why'd you have to look so good?
Damn why'd you have to be so sexy? Ohh ohhh
Damn why'd you have to dress so flyy?
Why'd you have to catch my eye?
ohh ohh wont somebody tell me why?
Damn why'd I have to fall in love at a time when I knew I wasnt ready? ohh ohh
Why did I fall for you?
Why did I love her too?
What was I suppose to do? ohh ohh

[Chorus 1x]
Damn now i never meant to break your heart no
Damn and I never really meant to leave you alone babe
Damn but i had to except that we were not happy
I just wasnt working

[Verse 2]

Damn why'd you have to be so cool
At a time when me and ol' girl was having our problems? oh ohh
Damn, why'd she have to be so cruel?
Why did I turn to you?
Did I make the wrong move?
Damn, why did you give me space?
At a time when that girl was trying to holla ohh
Damn why'd u have to take her place?
Why'd did you have to stay?
Why was it too late for us?

[Chorus 2x]

[Verse 3]

Baby I should let it go
Or should I let her know
I got another on the side and she does everything right
I dont know what else to do, I'm not happy with you

As she steps in and everything I need she's giving me
I cant believe just how good she is to me
And i dont ever want her ever to stop cause I love her so much
All that i can say is
Damn

[Chorus until end]