was then I fucked around with all your friends Whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh Whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh This is now, that was then Forget about the past and let's hit it again
I fucked around with all your friends Woah, woah, woah-oh-oh Woah, woah, woah-oh-oh This is now, that was then Forget all about the past and let's hit it again
then I fucked around with all your friends Woah, woah, woah-oh-oh Woah, woah, woah-oh-oh This is now, that was then Forget all about the past and let's hit it again
be alright Now shawty roll it roll it rloo it Make sure you close it close it close it Ima show you how to hold it hold it hold it,hey Now puff puff
starvin, you talkin shit, oh I beg your pardon Specifics is never gimics, I rip it just how I live it, you wanna it I'll go and get, I'm kickin it so
So good (x3) The rumors (x3) (Bridge) This ain't right (Ya know it so), Ya know I want it (Ya know it so) Ya know I want it (Ya know it so x2) Girl
website, follow on tweet me, scream my Name, scream my name [Verse 3 - Dappy & Tulisa] (Oh ohh oh ohh) No matter where you are, never to far away (Oh ohh oh
Street game forever, and it's like that for life, nigga (Chorus) Will I ever see the stage again Radio D.J.s gone respect my rhythm Feeling like I'm fin to hit the pen again
Let the Henny trickle, down the beat, wit a ghetto tempo I done blazed the instrumental, laid it plain and simple Getting brain in the rental, I done did it again
, tryin to keep me out the game, stuck These motherfuckers tryin to dirty up my name, but I slip as quick as the wind, it's me again, fuck friends My
need me, I ain't around it, bones ache Detox, rehab, cold sweat, watch 'em shake I'm not that genie in a bottle, I'm in a bag Take one hit, I slide off
me wanna hit it, I admit Got what you said stuck in my head And I can't forget it Waking up hearing (Don't stop get it, get it) Here go my number girl
Trust me man it's ok bounce with me in slow mo When they hear the kid in the house it's like oh no 50 got 'em locin again, they open again Got 'em sippin
again For you fake ass niggaz lay it the fuck down BEYITCH) [Intro/Chorus:] Lay it down, lay it down You hoes lay it down Lay it down, lay it down You
he spits hazardous with it Like a disastrous blizzard so you better listen quick fast don't miss it Yeah go ahead little prick bastard, diss it But when you get hit
When I'm coming to serve ya, Wid the nine cocked and it's ready to pop Lettin' off shots Layzie be screamin' Mo murda mo murda [Hook] [Verse 3: Wish
