Lyrics:
You said you hurtin', you almost lost your mind
The man you love he hurt you all the time
When things go wrong, go wrong with you
It hurtin' me
them boys with a wild heart
I'll be cool with it, done with it
You're never on my mind
'Til I feel the heat of you and me, it hits me every summer
get involved with me
Girl get it involved with me
Get involved with me
Girl, get it involved with me
Get involved with me
Girl get it involved
with it
But after we make love oohh
I'm happy to be here tonight
Just wait until tonight
Just wait until tonight
(New York City)
You show me something
And girl I'm tryna hit that pussy one time
One time, one time would be cool
Wassup with it, wassup with it?
Wassup with it, wassup with you?
FaceTiming
little gaucho maid
That I longed to see
If at your window
You see a gentle dove
Treat it with care
And welcome it there with love
It may be so
Look, it buried yourself, go with it
Is it turning you on? Go with it
I'll be sitting right here, go with it
When the time is right, I'll stick it
love
And when I go there, I go there with you
It's all I can do
The city's a flood
And our love turns to rust
We're beaten and blown by the wind
Deal with it, boy, you got to
I don't want you, do what you want
But just deal with it, 'cause I'm so over you
Deal with it, boy, you got to
I don't
It only happens when I dance with you
That trip to Heaven when the dance is through
With no one else do the heavens seem quite so near
Why does it
nothing to do with it
You would see, you would see
If you were three again
And did it all the same
Fate drives you insane
Fate drives you insane
don't feel the same
And the names we like to say
Change with time and age
So I
I don't wanna say what's scripted
Whether you aren't with it
I know
The world is my expense
The cost of my desire
Jesus blessed me with its future
And I protect it with fire
So raise your fists
And march around
stupid.
I can see myself.
I can feel
With just the slightest bit of finesse
I might have made a little less mess
But it was what it was
Lets all get
nowhere fast
You're outta your head... yeah
So outta your head... yeah
Stay outta your head
You better get with it
'Cuz you're so without it
You're born with it
Born with it
Born with it
Born with it
Yeah oh
Yeah one two three
I said
You're born with it
Born with it
God damn
You're born
Up with it, girl, rock with it, girl (Sia)
Show dem it, girl (bada bang-bang)
Bounce with it, girl, dance with it, girl
Get with it, girl (bada
Am on the block on that hot shit
Make you lean with it rock with it
Cuz gotta Glock he a pop with it
I want the guap and a thot with it
Fat ass
Dear Old Southland with it's dreamy songs
Takes me back there where I belong
How I'd love to be in mammy's arms
When It's Sleepy Time Down South
huh huh, Uh huh huh
Cannibal man and the jungle girls say
Uh huh huh, Uh huh huh, Uh huh huh, Uh huh huh
Rave on with it
Rave on with it
Rave
What Juicy say? He be like, "Shut the fuck up"
Spend it, you can't take it with you (with your broke-ass)
Nigga, spend it, you can't take it
Look, it buried yourself, go with it
Is it turning you on? Go with it
I'll be sitting right here, go with it
When the time is right, I'll stick it
baby, pretty baby,
Got to get my hands on you
Something's got a hold on
Something's got a hold on
Something's got a hold on me
She was born with it
What have we done with innocence?
It disappeared with time, it never made much sense
Adolescent resident
Wasting another night on planning my
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