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Terius Youngdell Nash (born September 21, 1977), better known by his stage name The-Dream, is an American singer-songwriter and record producer. He is known for co-writing chart topping hits such as "Baby" for Justin Bieber, "Umbrella" for Rihanna and "Single Ladies (Put a Ring on It)" for Beyoncé, as well as for his three solo albums, Love Hate, Love vs. Money, and Love King. more »

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(Fingers through her hair
Tryna call her over there but she like, ah ah ah)
(She drop it down to the floor
I'm like shorty you should go, but she like ah)

Shawty pulled up on me
Mmh, tell me what it's gon' be
Car stopped, tank on E, you got me waiting OD
When you walk inside the crib keep your heels on
And come put that kitty kat on me
Oh no, yeah
You got a hold on me
Let's talk about it baby, I know you 'bout it baby
I know you got a man, you know I got a lady
I know the thought of us fucking shawty, it's kinda crazy
Even the thought of me saying that shit, it sounded crazy
Ooh back it up, let me smoke it, drag it up
You be wanting me every time that I'm rolling, acting up
Said I want you, girl I want you but I told you that enough
I done showed you that enough
No this shit ain't adding up, ohh no, no
I love your girl, nigga
I keep it so thorough with her
I know that's your world, nigga

But every time you try to call her over there 
Lil' mama stare, she say, "F*ck that nigga!"
When I put it in the rib 
I say, "Is he here?" She say, "F*ck that nigga!"
Now you keep it ice cold you leave my nights froze 
I know you don't love that nigga
Like you love me

And she warmed up
You got a side bitch, nigga 'cause your main ain't coming home
I got her in that zone, she outta her thongs
Now what is this? My nigga I don't know
I bought her brand new heels so she can touch her toes
And a nigga hating like he was before
And she'll be here waiting to f*ck me to my song
I hate to see that look in your eye
(I can) I hate to see that look in your eye
Bought her brand new heels so she can touch her toes
I can see it
I hate to see that look in your eye

But every time you try to call her over there 
Lil' mama stare, she say, "F*ck that nigga!"
When I put it in the rib 
I say, "Is he here?" She say, "F*ck that nigga!"
Now you keep it ice cold you leave my nights froze 
I know you don't love that nigga
Like you love me, ay

You're young, you got options
It's reasons why you don't listen
You love taking flights, hopping on 'em 
And your man's distant
You make moves in your city 
And did not get no permission
You're not threatened by a good time and never with kissing
Stayed up late for it
Waited up, stayed up, smeared up your makeup
Girl I'll make up for it
That NBA nigga that you f*ck is in town 
And you're still down to break up for this
He ain't gon' like me after this one
Man that nigga might wanna fight me after this one
He wifes you down
I won't even call you wifey after this one
'Cause I ain't gon' lie, you did 'em shiesty after this one
It was pricey after this one
Spent his credit cards on me
We hit the jeweler and made moves, you got me icey after this one
You was leo status, couldn't call you pisces after this one
You was nice before this but then got trifling after this one
Hope you like me after this one
'Cause you're my

Let me be the one to make you say
Girl let me work that body into frame
Tell me "don't stop" I'ma make you say my name
In a falsetto, I make you sing
Slow dancing in the club
She grinding on my uhh
I don't know the right thing to do
Shawty got me blinded and more
Fucking got me romancing in the club
Hands touching on it, I'm crushing on it
I dirty dance with ya, you ain't even with no amateur
I'ma make you leave all in this AMG right here
I be throwing it down, like them D's on the 'Lac
And shawty I just gotta keep one thing clear
If I f*ck you, you ain't going back, ooh baby
Whoa, yeah, ah, ah
Whoa, yeah, ah, ah

Slow dancing in the club
She grinding on my uhh
You ain't telling me you had enough
'Cause you need a fix for it baby
That's when she jumped all in my lap 
Just to give me that oowee
Then she whispered in my ear so secretly
'Cause you done told me
All that shit, soon as I hit
Talking like this, I'm well equipped for this
Soon as I hit, I cannot miss with this
Don't be ridiculous, tell me are you getting this?
Whoa, yeah, ah, ah 
Whoa, yeah, ah, ah, oowee

(Yeah) do you feel it babe?
(Yeah) I'ma make you feel it babe
(Yeah) said I feel it girl
(Oh yeah) I said I feel it ooh
(Yeah) once I dip inside that ocean and oowee, yeah
(Yeah) love me long time (oh yeah), ohh
(Yeah) she said it feels like it's 
(Yeah) her very first time 
(Yeah) but she gon' get this work
(Oh yeah) oh yeah, yeah, yeah
(Yeah) and I promised her that I
(Yeah) you give it all
(Oh yeah) I give you all
Of my love

Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah

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