October 2009
So I got a blunt in my right hand Then I got this drink in my left hand And I`m just drinking smoking drinking smoking Trying to get him out my head trying to get rid of you And it hurts me more when
don't play with me, cause what goes around comes around. what goes up must come down. Now who's crying desirin to come back to me?
H, youre my everything! There's nothing in this whole wide world don't mean a thing If I ain't got you with me baby
Lookin at, lookin at, lookin at me Look at that, look how they lookin at me Eyes all sticky like honey on bees Look at that, look at how they lookin at me