Out of all the damn girls in the world, I done ended up with you I'm talkin' all the bad bitches in the world and I ended up with you Now I ain't still dwellin' on them girls, but I know that it's true I could have been far along with someone else than you Uh, and I wish there was a cure for this But there don't seem to be no sort of medication Even though we signed up for this Oh I know it's gotta be a better way We supposed to be Lovin' but we fightin' over shit we shouldn't be And I got a lot of girls that I could see But you don't see... Out of all the damn girls in the world, I done ended up with you I'm talkin' all the bad bitches in the world and I ended up with you Now I ain't still dwellin' on them girls, but I know that it's true I could have been far along with someone else than you So I wanna love tonight, woah I wanna trust tonight, woah I wanna care tonight, woah You ain't made love this good in a long time So I wanna love tonight I wanna trust tonight I wanna care tonight You ain't made love this good in a long time I wanna love Yeah a nigga know a lot about it, yeah, a lot about it Yeah I had to take some time from it, yeah, I thought about it Yeah, though I know you're wrong for the shit you did I don't want you to get this wrong, you know you can always get this right I been on a mission, dodgin' hoes and duckin' bitches I ain't worried 'bout no fuckin' I know that shit come with ditchin' man I been on the road, waitin' for some hoes To come through to the condo, way up in Toronto Let's get it poppin' and shit could stop I know I fucked up with them hoes, that shit was nothin' So when I'm callin' up your phone that late at night You know a nigga wouldn't say it unless I say it right So I wanna love tonight, woah I wanna trust tonight, woah I wanna care tonight, woah You ain't made love this good in a long time So I wanna love tonight I wanna trust tonight I wanna care tonight You ain't made love this good in a long time I wanna love Woah, woah, oh, woah Woah, woah, oh, woah Woah, woah, oh, woah Woah, woah, oh, woah Woah, woah, oh, woah I wanna love tonight I wanna trust I wanna care tonight I wanna love tonight I wanna trust tonight Anyone tonight Who wanna love tonight? I said who wanna love tonight? Who wanna trust tonight? Who don't wanna lie tonight? Who wanna try tonight? Who wanna care tonight? Who gon' be there tonight? Who wanna be by my side By my side? Out of all the damn girls in the world, I done ended up with you I'm talkin' all the bad bitches in the world and I ended up with you Now I ain't still dwellin' on them girls, but I know that it's true I could have been far along with someone else than you It seemed like things were finally adding up I had got my music in the right hands of the right people They signed me to Interscope It was finally that moment Big boy you makin' hit records The first record I made, was this...

This shit, this shit, this shit, it's like Velveeta You see what I'm sayin'? It's, it's, it's overload, overload, overload Swag overdose (Yeah), swag to the most Bodybag Dior, as well as Saint Laurent Balenciaga, run it up (Balenci'), pop collar with a slut Top shotta in the guts, double M, it's a must Maybach, sippin' mud, matte black with the guts Blasted off, enjoy it, blast off in a toy They gon' really get destroyed, they gon' really get employed Transport a lot of guns (Uh huh), take a bad bitch to lunch (Uh huh) I'm too rich to be sober I done fucked off in Gucci, I done bought over ten Rovers Gave a thousand bags to the soldiers I done put a lot on my shoulders (Yeah) I ain't holdin' out, I'm the coldest (Ain't holdin' back) I ain't holdin' back, I'm devoted (Ain't holdin' back) You can be the wave, I'm the ocean (You be the wave) I done ran away with the bands (Yeah) I done fucked the face of a fan (I fucked her face) I done gave away a Cayenne (I gave away) Got the whole world takin' Xans (The world) Ben Franky out the gang gang, turnt up to the max (The max) My lil' goon made a million dollars, now she ain't gettin' whacked My wrist must be on drugs, my ears must be on drugs My chain must be on drugs, I'm lookin' like I'm on drugs My right pocket got drugs, my left side pocket got drugs My pinky finger on drugs, I'm flooded out on drugs Swag overdose (Yeah), swag to the most Bodybag Dior, as well as Saint Laurent Balenciaga, run it up (Balenci'), pop collar with a slut Top shotta in the guts, double M, it's a must Maybach, sippin' mud, matte black with the guts Blasted off, enjoy it, blast off in a toy They gon' really get destroyed, they gon' really get employed Transport a lot of guns (Uh huh), take a bad bitch to lunch (Uh huh) Blast off in a toy (Uh huh) Whip the soft 'til it's hard (Uh huh) Sadity shit like McCartney (Huh) My whip crazy in the Forgis (Uh-Huh) All my white bitches like it (Uh-Huh) Sendin' a tip where to strike it (Uh-Huh)