Lyrics:
Sunday mornin', man, she woke up fightin' mad
Bitchin' and moanin' on and on 'bout the time I had
And by Tuesday, you could say that girl was good
your life, like it was nothing
You ruined mine, but you seem to be doing fine
Well, I've never recovered but tonight betcha that whatcha
'Bout to go
Ain't gon' let it sweat me, baby
Woo
Oh Lord, baby
Ooh, I've come up hard, but now I'm cool
I didn't make it, baby, playin' by the rules
Come
The way he should
I've got it bad
And that ain't good
My poor heart is so sentimental
Not made of wood
I've got it so bad
And that ain't good
But
of the rappers I've been feeding on
Got a feeling that's the same dudes that we speakin' on, oh word?
Ain't heard my album? Who you sleepin' on?
You should
Get your ass off the wall with your two left feet
It's real easy, just follow the beat
Don't let that fine girl pass you by
Look real close 'cause
niggas (word up)
(One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine)
Uh
(Ten)
I've been in this game for years, it made me an animal
It's rules
'cause they love me
And the boys can't stand it
When their girls go crazy
Go crazy, go crazy
That's why the boyfriends hate me
If you got a girlfriend who
there was no doubt)
That's pretty obvious
(yeah but lately I've had the same
Like in your words too)
(It wasn't even a thought
Let me tell you what I
Good times and bad
Seen them both
Hope fly out the window
Fortune walk through the door
Learned not to believe
This is as good as it gets
racehorse, but I don't think you so hot.
‘Cause when it comes to ridin' what you know, baby I've done forgot.
To be a good racehorse, a good jockey 's what
I've called it in trouble
With good and bad news
And break-ups, yeah you name it
Sure I've got some friends I can call
They're always there if I need
The way he should
I've got it bad
And that ain't good
My poor heart is so sentimental
Not made of wood
I've got it so bad
And that ain't good
But
niggas (word up)
(One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine)
Uh
(Ten)
I've been in this game for years, it made me an animal
It's rules
on water, hey
So I'm walkin' on water, hey
I know it's all good, when it's all bad
There's somethin' workin' in me
Hey what 'ya call that?
Some people
with me
Honestly, it's all love all the time, yeah (yeah, yeah)
I ain't mean to lead you on, because
Hear me, I've got some things I will try
The only deer I seen's
Been John Deere green
But that don't mean
That I got a raw deal
'Cause there ain't no boss
Callin' me hoss
Tickin' me off
excuses, no alibis
I said I was sorry, she said I've heard it before
So come on over here boy
I been bad, I been good
Don't always do the things that I
baby
This I know, sugar
Girl, I ain't gon' let it sweat me, baby
Got me singin'
Yeah , yeah, whoa
I come up hard,
I've had to fight
Take care
And I'm bound for movin' on
I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way
Think I'll go down to Alberta
Where there's good times in the fall
I've got
a big booty
If she a bad bitch, let's get to it (right away)
We up in this club, bring me the bottles
I know girl, that you came in this bitch with
way)
Girl, you ain't the same dog (that's what them rats in the hood say
Or would say, if you was around them more often)
I got honey smokin' weed (it
Trying to keep it all to myself
I ain't gonna do any more cheap lovin'
I can't believe it's taking so long
(Been so long)
To realize that I've been
and salute your style
Well now you ain't the finest thing I'll never have
And when you go the hurt you leave, baby, it ain't so bad
There ain't a man in
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