Ladies and gentlemen, yeah, I'm here to tell you that this is a brand new sound This, this will change your lives All you gotta do is turn your shit up, turn your shit up (All you gotta do is turn your shit up, turn your shit up)
Is what you need, is what you need Is what you get, is what you get Is what you like, what you like
Could of been your everything, could of been your shooting star Could of been you back bone... You won't be there alone, We wouldn't be staring out the window, guessing which way the wind blows
You would be loving me, holding me, treating me better than before, yeah, yeah, yeah you would yeah, yeah, yeah you would You're just so damn selfish, jealous, you would be loving me, yeah you would, yeah, yeah, yeah you would yeah, yeah, yeah you would
Who had niggas at the altars wearing future gators and cummerbunds as I'm sitting drinking and thinking I love you wish you'd of had my son Got me losing my mind, all alone in my room, staring at your picture like I'm doing time I know loving is hard, loving is hard, but the further you are away got me closer to God
If I was the only one, would I be your mistress? But now I'm too far to play, too far play Now you take the blame along, love won't be free to roam We would be prisoners of the sheets,
You would be loving me, holding me, yeah, yeah, yeah you would yeah, yeah, yeah you would You're just so damn selfish, jealous, you would be loving me, yeah, yeah, yeah you would yeah, yeah, yeah you would
Did you want it, would you love it, you can tell me you wouldnt be happy Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah you would) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you would. More from Diddy-Dirty Money