| (I never thought) | |
| That you would fall in love with this side of me first(That I'd be) | |
| Intrigued with the thought of the gift and the curse(Without ya) | |
| And now your heart broke and it's makin' it worse(Why me?) | |
| Why me?(I never thought) | |
| That you would be involved with a nigga like | |
| I(That I'd be) | |
| Scared to look passion right in its eyes(Without ya) | |
| And when you found love it was nothin' but lies(Why me? Why me?) | |
| What the fuck is ya hobby mami highway robbery' | |
| Cuz you got enough jewelry on ya body to buy a | |
| FerrariI'm like | |
| Ruben I'm sorry but | |
| I don't studder | |
| Matter fact call me | |
| Frank Love 'cuz | |
| I'd love to fuck ya | |
| She said slow baby don't rush | |
| I promise if you be patient | |
| I'll let you tear it up | |
| And nigga sho nuff | |
| We decided to keep in touch with each other, you feel me? | |
| I didn't know we'd be touchin' | |
| I'm serious, and | |
| I'm so sincere | |
| My object is to stay in the clear' | |
| Cuz we find fuck and flee these broads 'round here | |
| I done made so many women shed so many tears | |
| Sittin' home all alone gettin' drunk off of shots of | |
| PatronDecided to call let her feelings be known | |
| In a slurred tone, she said | |
| I always get what | |
| I wantAnd what | |
| I want is you, but | |
| I don't get it 'cuz(I never thought) | |
| That you would fall in love with this side of me first(That I'd be) | |
| Intrigued with the thought of the gift and the curse(Without ya) | |
| And now your heart broke and it's makin' it worse(Why me?) | |
| Why me?(I never thought) | |
| That you would be involved with a nigga like | |
| I(That I'd be) | |
| Scared to look passion right in it's eyes(Without ya) | |
| And when you found love it was nothin' but lies(Why me? Why me?) | |
| Why, who would've thought? | |
| Girl our, situation is gettin' a little out of my hands | |
| You callin' me constant tellin' bitches that | |
| I'm ya man | |
| I thought we was just friends, conversatin' | |
| Gettin' to know one another on a friendly basis | |
| Let's face it, we from two different worlds that don't collide | |
| But when they do the crash is more like a biz-omb | |
| Your favorite seasons | |
| Bigati and mines is summer | |
| You use credit | |
| I rubber band wrap my hundreds | |
| What we got in common is minimal right next to nothin' | |
| And I think that's what's subliminally keepin' you comin' | |
| Back to the one you been fuckin' but never thought you'd be fuckin' | |
| How often do you think about the awkwardness of it? | |
| I know you love it to say the least | |
| And I ain't just sayin' that contrary to some beliefs opposites attract | |
| And my track record is somethin' to be expected | |
| Money cash hoes you know how it goes(I never thought) | |
| That you would fall in love with this side of me first(That I'd be) | |
| Intrigued with the thought of the gift and the curse(Without ya) | |
| And now your heart broke and it's makin' it worse(Why me?) | |
| Why me?(I never thought) | |
| That you would be involved with a nigga like | |
| I(That I'd be) | |
| Scared to look passion right in it's eyes(Without ya) | |
| And when you found love it was nothin' but lies(Why me? Why me?) | |
| Who would have thought that somethin' so simple | |
| Would turn out to be detriminal | |
| Now I'm feelin' like | |
| I'm caught in the middle | |
| Of this love triangle between she, me and reality | |
| Reality is tellin' us that we could never be' | |
| Cuz I come from the streets and you come from a rich family | |
| But I don't think that your family would understand me | |
| It's just them little things you overlook when you around me | |
| Drugs guns bitches and needless to say | |
| You're a pimp in your own way, baby | |
| You're makin' it hard for me to look in your eyes | |
| And tell you to move on, | |
| I'm gone, | |
| I'm goneBut then | |
| I'm back again | |
| Money and good pussy's a fatal attraction for men | |
| She hits me every night quarter past ten | |
| And with every call her voice got a little more intense | |
| Now we involved and it really don't make no sense | |
| So be careful what you ask for you just might get it biatch!(I never thought) | |
| That you would fall in love with this side of me first(That I'd be) | |
| Intrigued with the thought of the gift and the curse(Without ya) | |
| And now your heart broke and it's makin' it worse(Why me? Why me?) | |
| Why me?(I never thought) | |
| That you would be involved with a nigga like | |
| I(That I'd be) | |
| Scared to look passion right in its eyes(Without ya) | |
| And when you found love it was nothin' but lies(Why me? Why me?) | |
| Why, who would've thought?(I never thought)(I never thought) |