The story you 'bout to hear is complete fiction. It is however made up of a group of stories, true stories about real people. Thus creating real characters going through real things. Thus making the story itself real, true and a real story, a true story, is non-fiction
Our story begins in a dark place. A place where you learn that everything that you wanted, could potentially be the very thing that leads to your destruction. The very thing you should fear. This is a lesson learned the hard way, experience being the only teacher. I mean you can't exactly tell a broke man that money is evil and expect him to listen to you now can you? Naw he's got to go down that road, he's got to face them demons himself before he can acquire that knowledge. The money solves one group of problems only to introduce another. Strangers become friends, friends become enemies. The fame, just like any other drug feels incredible until you realize all that adoration, all that love, ain't real. And the women, huh, the women, a drug you use that uses you right back. A high for a high so to speak. Which brings us to Tammy
Ne-Yo - Non Fiction Album Lyrics
Ne-Yo - Non Fiction Lyrics
- Non-Fiction
- Everybody Loves / The Def Of You
- Run / An Island
- Integrity
- One More
- Time Of Our Lives
- Whos Taking You Home
- Coming With You
- Let You What... (Interlude)
- Take You There
- Good Morning / Gon Ride
- Make It Easy
- Money Cant Buy
- Religious / Ratchet Wit Yo Friends
- She Knows
- She Said Im Hood Tho
- Story Time
- Why
- Congratulations
- Come Over
Writer: CASSANDRA WILSON, THOMAS OSBY GREGORY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Everybody Loves / The Def Of You
Tammy Vanity, pretty as the ocean on a summer day, shallow as a puddle
She does it 'casue she loves it
But so do I, so who the hell am I to judge it
I still do though, it's always easier to point out sobebody else's problems than face [?] you though
Her drug, the life and she used me to get closer to it
And I ain't no better, cause I let her do it
So we both lying
But she so fine
So is it her problem, or mine?
She only love me when I'm on top
Only time I hear from her is right around the BET awards
VMA, AMAs and Billboard's
Asking me what I'm nominated for
Or if I'm performing
She be like "Don't forget to call me for the party"
Only love me when I'm hanging with celebrity friends
Use me to get closer to them
Chris Brown, Trey Songz or maybe even Jigga
She be life "If you going can I come with ya?"
"And can you ask trey is I can get a picture?"
Table hopping in the club
But for some reason she always get looks
[Hook:]
Cause see you can't deny that girl is beautiful
But only on the outside
It's a drug
And she's a junkie but that don't matter though
Why? Cause see everybody loves the (the life, the life)
Text her just to chill, random nights, no response
Grammy weekend roll around
She texting me like "Sexy what ya doing?"
When any other time it's me pursuing
Concert coming, telling she looking for tickets to it
Asking who I'm cool with
When she need the hook up, it's me she look up
Ooh and I know to her I'm just a free ride
But the sex is so good that I let it slide
No I'm not proud of it, I'm really not
But I cannot deny she's really hot
When she come through with all that ass she got
[Hook]
What's wrong with you man? You been fighting niggas in the club now? And over what, a bucket? (Excuse me?) Shut up, ain't nobody talking to you. Yo, you need to check your self bruh. What you catching feelings now, you know what these broads is about, get off that. I'm telling you, these broads gon' be the def of you, gonna be the def of you. You hear me? Ne-Yo? You listening?
She does it 'casue she loves it
But so do I, so who the hell am I to judge it
I still do though, it's always easier to point out sobebody else's problems than face [?] you though
Her drug, the life and she used me to get closer to it
And I ain't no better, cause I let her do it
So we both lying
But she so fine
So is it her problem, or mine?
She only love me when I'm on top
Only time I hear from her is right around the BET awards
VMA, AMAs and Billboard's
Asking me what I'm nominated for
Or if I'm performing
She be like "Don't forget to call me for the party"
Only love me when I'm hanging with celebrity friends
Use me to get closer to them
Chris Brown, Trey Songz or maybe even Jigga
She be life "If you going can I come with ya?"
"And can you ask trey is I can get a picture?"
Table hopping in the club
But for some reason she always get looks
[Hook:]
Cause see you can't deny that girl is beautiful
But only on the outside
It's a drug
And she's a junkie but that don't matter though
Why? Cause see everybody loves the (the life, the life)
Text her just to chill, random nights, no response
Grammy weekend roll around
She texting me like "Sexy what ya doing?"
When any other time it's me pursuing
Concert coming, telling she looking for tickets to it
Asking who I'm cool with
When she need the hook up, it's me she look up
Ooh and I know to her I'm just a free ride
But the sex is so good that I let it slide
No I'm not proud of it, I'm really not
But I cannot deny she's really hot
When she come through with all that ass she got
[Hook]
What's wrong with you man? You been fighting niggas in the club now? And over what, a bucket? (Excuse me?) Shut up, ain't nobody talking to you. Yo, you need to check your self bruh. What you catching feelings now, you know what these broads is about, get off that. I'm telling you, these broads gon' be the def of you, gonna be the def of you. You hear me? Ne-Yo? You listening?
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Run / An Island
Tammy Vanity, pretty as the ocean on a summer day, shallow as a puddle
She does it 'casue she loves it
But so do I, so who the hell am I to judge it
I still do though, it's always easier to point out sobebody else's problems than face [?] you though
Her drug, the life and she used me to get closer to it
And I ain't no better, cause I let her do it
So we both lying
But she so fine
So is it her problem, or mine?
She only love me when I'm on top
Only time I hear from her is right around the BET awards
VMA, AMAs and Billboard's
Asking me what I'm nominated for
Or if I'm performing
She be like "Don't forget to call me for the party"
Only love me when I'm hanging with celebrity friends
Use me to get closer to them
Chris Brown, Trey Songz or maybe even Jigga
She be life "If you going can I come with ya?"
"And can you ask trey is I can get a picture?"
Table hopping in the club
But for some reason she always get looks
[Hook:]
Cause see you can't deny that girl is beautiful
But only on the outside
It's a drug
And she's a junkie but that don't matter though
Why? Cause see everybody loves the (the life, the life)
Text her just to chill, random nights, no response
Grammy weekend roll around
She texting me like "Sexy what ya doing?"
When any other time it's me pursuing
Concert coming, telling she looking for tickets to it
Asking who I'm cool with
When she need the hook up, it's me she look up
Ooh and I know to her I'm just a free ride
But the sex is so good that I let it slide
No I'm not proud of it, I'm really not
But I cannot deny she's really hot
When she come through with all that ass she got
[Hook]
What's wrong with you man? You been fighting niggas in the club now? And over what, a bucket? (Excuse me?) Shut up, ain't nobody talking to you. Yo, you need to check your self bruh. What you catching feelings now, you know what these broads is about, get off that. I'm telling you, these broads gon' be the def of you, gonna be the def of you. You hear me? Ne-Yo? You listening?
She does it 'casue she loves it
But so do I, so who the hell am I to judge it
I still do though, it's always easier to point out sobebody else's problems than face [?] you though
Her drug, the life and she used me to get closer to it
And I ain't no better, cause I let her do it
So we both lying
But she so fine
So is it her problem, or mine?
She only love me when I'm on top
Only time I hear from her is right around the BET awards
VMA, AMAs and Billboard's
Asking me what I'm nominated for
Or if I'm performing
She be like "Don't forget to call me for the party"
Only love me when I'm hanging with celebrity friends
Use me to get closer to them
Chris Brown, Trey Songz or maybe even Jigga
She be life "If you going can I come with ya?"
"And can you ask trey is I can get a picture?"
Table hopping in the club
But for some reason she always get looks
[Hook:]
Cause see you can't deny that girl is beautiful
But only on the outside
It's a drug
And she's a junkie but that don't matter though
Why? Cause see everybody loves the (the life, the life)
Text her just to chill, random nights, no response
Grammy weekend roll around
She texting me like "Sexy what ya doing?"
When any other time it's me pursuing
Concert coming, telling she looking for tickets to it
Asking who I'm cool with
When she need the hook up, it's me she look up
Ooh and I know to her I'm just a free ride
But the sex is so good that I let it slide
No I'm not proud of it, I'm really not
But I cannot deny she's really hot
When she come through with all that ass she got
[Hook]
What's wrong with you man? You been fighting niggas in the club now? And over what, a bucket? (Excuse me?) Shut up, ain't nobody talking to you. Yo, you need to check your self bruh. What you catching feelings now, you know what these broads is about, get off that. I'm telling you, these broads gon' be the def of you, gonna be the def of you. You hear me? Ne-Yo? You listening?
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Integrity
She don't really drink much so she say
But by the way she was putting in the Malibu Reds away
She was either 'bout that life
Tryna front but tryna get right
Or maybe she work hard, everyday, at her job
And she feel like she deserve to turn up tonight
Either way, miss lady bad as a Toblerone sugar rush
I drew her near, whispered in her ear
"I think that I'm developing a little crush"
She said "Nice try, but every short skirt
that done walked by has successfully caught your eye
No thanks but I'm sure that you're a nice guy"
Damn, I had no reply, cause she was right
Newly single so I've been a little thirsty
She was more than just a booty in a skirt she
Walked a way I caught up to her in a hurry
I said "Can I at least know your name before your dead me"
She turned around and said "My name's integrity"
Integrity, can you answer this for me
[Hook x2:]
Baby where do you wanna go?
I'll do what you say
She puttin' it to the top
She said take me all the way
Matter of fact I'll meet you there
Woah, now I'm feelin' love
Oh Integrity
I think that I need you and me babe
And me babe
[Hook x2]
Integrity, damn
But by the way she was putting in the Malibu Reds away
She was either 'bout that life
Tryna front but tryna get right
Or maybe she work hard, everyday, at her job
And she feel like she deserve to turn up tonight
Either way, miss lady bad as a Toblerone sugar rush
I drew her near, whispered in her ear
"I think that I'm developing a little crush"
She said "Nice try, but every short skirt
that done walked by has successfully caught your eye
No thanks but I'm sure that you're a nice guy"
Damn, I had no reply, cause she was right
Newly single so I've been a little thirsty
She was more than just a booty in a skirt she
Walked a way I caught up to her in a hurry
I said "Can I at least know your name before your dead me"
She turned around and said "My name's integrity"
Integrity, can you answer this for me
[Hook x2:]
Baby where do you wanna go?
I'll do what you say
She puttin' it to the top
She said take me all the way
Matter of fact I'll meet you there
Woah, now I'm feelin' love
Oh Integrity
I think that I need you and me babe
And me babe
[Hook x2]
Integrity, damn
Writer: Darhyl Camper, Shaffer Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
One More
Tammy Vanity, pretty as the ocean on a summer day, shallow as a puddle
She does it 'casue she loves it
But so do I, so who the hell am I to judge it
I still do though, it's always easier to point out sobebody else's problems than face [?] you though
Her drug, the life and she used me to get closer to it
And I ain't no better, cause I let her do it
So we both lying
But she so fine
So is it her problem, or mine?
She only love me when I'm on top
Only time I hear from her is right around the BET awards
VMA, AMAs and Billboard's
Asking me what I'm nominated for
Or if I'm performing
She be like "Don't forget to call me for the party"
Only love me when I'm hanging with celebrity friends
Use me to get closer to them
Chris Brown, Trey Songz or maybe even Jigga
She be life "If you going can I come with ya?"
"And can you ask trey is I can get a picture?"
Table hopping in the club
But for some reason she always get looks
[Hook:]
Cause see you can't deny that girl is beautiful
But only on the outside
It's a drug
And she's a junkie but that don't matter though
Why? Cause see everybody loves the (the life, the life)
Text her just to chill, random nights, no response
Grammy weekend roll around
She texting me like "Sexy what ya doing?"
When any other time it's me pursuing
Concert coming, telling she looking for tickets to it
Asking who I'm cool with
When she need the hook up, it's me she look up
Ooh and I know to her I'm just a free ride
But the sex is so good that I let it slide
No I'm not proud of it, I'm really not
But I cannot deny she's really hot
When she come through with all that ass she got
[Hook]
What's wrong with you man? You been fighting niggas in the club now? And over what, a bucket? (Excuse me?) Shut up, ain't nobody talking to you. Yo, you need to check your self bruh. What you catching feelings now, you know what these broads is about, get off that. I'm telling you, these broads gon' be the def of you, gonna be the def of you. You hear me? Ne-Yo? You listening?
She does it 'casue she loves it
But so do I, so who the hell am I to judge it
I still do though, it's always easier to point out sobebody else's problems than face [?] you though
Her drug, the life and she used me to get closer to it
And I ain't no better, cause I let her do it
So we both lying
But she so fine
So is it her problem, or mine?
She only love me when I'm on top
Only time I hear from her is right around the BET awards
VMA, AMAs and Billboard's
Asking me what I'm nominated for
Or if I'm performing
She be like "Don't forget to call me for the party"
Only love me when I'm hanging with celebrity friends
Use me to get closer to them
Chris Brown, Trey Songz or maybe even Jigga
She be life "If you going can I come with ya?"
"And can you ask trey is I can get a picture?"
Table hopping in the club
But for some reason she always get looks
[Hook:]
Cause see you can't deny that girl is beautiful
But only on the outside
It's a drug
And she's a junkie but that don't matter though
Why? Cause see everybody loves the (the life, the life)
Text her just to chill, random nights, no response
Grammy weekend roll around
She texting me like "Sexy what ya doing?"
When any other time it's me pursuing
Concert coming, telling she looking for tickets to it
Asking who I'm cool with
When she need the hook up, it's me she look up
Ooh and I know to her I'm just a free ride
But the sex is so good that I let it slide
No I'm not proud of it, I'm really not
But I cannot deny she's really hot
When she come through with all that ass she got
[Hook]
What's wrong with you man? You been fighting niggas in the club now? And over what, a bucket? (Excuse me?) Shut up, ain't nobody talking to you. Yo, you need to check your self bruh. What you catching feelings now, you know what these broads is about, get off that. I'm telling you, these broads gon' be the def of you, gonna be the def of you. You hear me? Ne-Yo? You listening?
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Time Of Our Lives
[Pre-Chorus - Ne-Yo:]
I know my rent was gon' be late bout a week ago
I worked my ass off, but I still can't pay it though
But I just got just enough
To get off in this club
Have me a good time, before my time is up
Hey, let's get it now
[Chorus - Ne-Yo:]
Oooh!! I want the time of my life
Oh baby ooh give me the time of my life
Let's get it now
[Verse 1 - Pitbull:]
Mr. Worldwide
Ne-yo
This is the last $20 I got
But I'mma have a good time ballin' or out
Tell the bartender, line up some shots
Cause I'mma get loose tonight
She's on fire, she's so hot
I'm no liar, she burn up the spot
Look like Mariah, I took another shot
Told her drop, drop, drop, drop it like it's hot
Dirty talk, dirty dance
She a freaky girl and I'm a freaky man
She on the rebound, broke up with her ex
And I'm like Rodman, ready on deck
I told her I wanna ride out, and she said yes
We didn't go to church, but I got blessed
[Pre-Chorus]
[Chorus]
[Verse 2 - Pitbull:]
Tonight I'mma lose my mind
Better get yours cause I'm gonna get mine
Party every night, like my last
Mommy know the drill, shake that ass
Go ahead baby let me see what you got
You know you got the biggest booty in this spot
And I just wanna see that thing drawwwwp
From the back to the front to the top
You know me I'm off in the cut
Always like a squirrel, looking for a nut
This isn't for show I'm not talking 'bout luck
I'm not talking 'bout love, I'm talking 'bout lust
Now let's get loose, have some fun
Forget about bills and the first of the month
It's my night, your night, our night, let's turn it up
[Pre-Hook]
[Hook]
[Bridge - Ne-Yo:]
Everybody's gone through something
(Everybody's gone through something)
I said, everybody's gone through something
(Everybody's gone through something)
So you might as well you roll it up
Pour it up, drink it up, throw it up tonight
I said, everybody gone through something
(Everybody's gone through something)
Said, everybody gone through something
(Everybody's gone through something)
So you might as well you roll it up
Pour it up, drink it up, throw it up tonight
[Break - Pitbull:]
This for everybody going through tough times
Believe me, been there, done that
But everyday above ground is a great day, remember that, Dale!
[Pre-Hook]
[Hook]
I know my rent was gon' be late bout a week ago
I worked my ass off, but I still can't pay it though
But I just got just enough
To get off in this club
Have me a good time, before my time is up
Hey, let's get it now
[Chorus - Ne-Yo:]
Oooh!! I want the time of my life
Oh baby ooh give me the time of my life
Let's get it now
[Verse 1 - Pitbull:]
Mr. Worldwide
Ne-yo
This is the last $20 I got
But I'mma have a good time ballin' or out
Tell the bartender, line up some shots
Cause I'mma get loose tonight
She's on fire, she's so hot
I'm no liar, she burn up the spot
Look like Mariah, I took another shot
Told her drop, drop, drop, drop it like it's hot
Dirty talk, dirty dance
She a freaky girl and I'm a freaky man
She on the rebound, broke up with her ex
And I'm like Rodman, ready on deck
I told her I wanna ride out, and she said yes
We didn't go to church, but I got blessed
[Pre-Chorus]
[Chorus]
[Verse 2 - Pitbull:]
Tonight I'mma lose my mind
Better get yours cause I'm gonna get mine
Party every night, like my last
Mommy know the drill, shake that ass
Go ahead baby let me see what you got
You know you got the biggest booty in this spot
And I just wanna see that thing drawwwwp
From the back to the front to the top
You know me I'm off in the cut
Always like a squirrel, looking for a nut
This isn't for show I'm not talking 'bout luck
I'm not talking 'bout love, I'm talking 'bout lust
Now let's get loose, have some fun
Forget about bills and the first of the month
It's my night, your night, our night, let's turn it up
[Pre-Hook]
[Hook]
[Bridge - Ne-Yo:]
Everybody's gone through something
(Everybody's gone through something)
I said, everybody's gone through something
(Everybody's gone through something)
So you might as well you roll it up
Pour it up, drink it up, throw it up tonight
I said, everybody gone through something
(Everybody's gone through something)
Said, everybody gone through something
(Everybody's gone through something)
So you might as well you roll it up
Pour it up, drink it up, throw it up tonight
[Break - Pitbull:]
This for everybody going through tough times
Believe me, been there, done that
But everyday above ground is a great day, remember that, Dale!
[Pre-Hook]
[Hook]
Writer: Shaffer Smith, Al Burna, Lukasz Gottwald, Armando Christian Perez, Stepan Taft, Henry Russell Walter
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Whos Taking You Home
Who's taking you home
We been partying all night long
So before this night is gone
Tell me who's taking you home
Who's taking you home
Please correct me if I'm wrong
But I feel this connection is so strong
So tell me who's taking you home
Girl I'm looking at your body
And there ain't nobody better
(ain't nobody better)
And we're the flyest in this party
We're supposed to be together
(supposed to be together)
So I'm asking
Who's taking you home
Tell me who's taking you home
Girl before this night is gone
Tell me who's taking you home
Who's taking you home
Tell me who's taking you home
Girl before this night is gone
Tell me who's taking you home
Tonight
Tonight
Tonight
Tell me who's taking you home
Who's taking you home
Hope I'm not coming on too strong
But you way too fly to be alone
So tell me who's taking you home
This attraction is full on
Girl your body's got me gone
So let's dance to one more song
Tell me who's taking you home
Cause I'm looking at your body
And there ain't nobody better
(ain't nobody better)
And we're the flyest in this party
We're supposed to be together
(supposed to be together)
Said I'm looking at your body
And there ain't nobody better
(ain't nobody better)
And we're the flyest in this party
We're supposed to be together
(supposed to be together)
So I'm asking
Who's taking you home
Tell me who's taking you home
Girl before this night is gone
Tell me who's taking you home
Who's taking you home
Tell me who's taking you home
Girl before this night is gone
Tell me who's taking you home
Tonight
Tonight
Tonight
Tell me who's taking you home
We been partying all night long
So before this night is gone
Tell me who's taking you home
Who's taking you home
Please correct me if I'm wrong
But I feel this connection is so strong
So tell me who's taking you home
Girl I'm looking at your body
And there ain't nobody better
(ain't nobody better)
And we're the flyest in this party
We're supposed to be together
(supposed to be together)
So I'm asking
Who's taking you home
Tell me who's taking you home
Girl before this night is gone
Tell me who's taking you home
Who's taking you home
Tell me who's taking you home
Girl before this night is gone
Tell me who's taking you home
Tonight
Tonight
Tonight
Tell me who's taking you home
Who's taking you home
Hope I'm not coming on too strong
But you way too fly to be alone
So tell me who's taking you home
This attraction is full on
Girl your body's got me gone
So let's dance to one more song
Tell me who's taking you home
Cause I'm looking at your body
And there ain't nobody better
(ain't nobody better)
And we're the flyest in this party
We're supposed to be together
(supposed to be together)
Said I'm looking at your body
And there ain't nobody better
(ain't nobody better)
And we're the flyest in this party
We're supposed to be together
(supposed to be together)
So I'm asking
Who's taking you home
Tell me who's taking you home
Girl before this night is gone
Tell me who's taking you home
Who's taking you home
Tell me who's taking you home
Girl before this night is gone
Tell me who's taking you home
Tonight
Tonight
Tonight
Tell me who's taking you home
Writer: Pierre David Guetta, Shaffer Smith, Giorgio Tuinfort
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, SHAPIRO BERNSTEIN & CO. INC., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, SHAPIRO BERNSTEIN & CO. INC., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Coming With You
Tammy Vanity, pretty as the ocean on a summer day, shallow as a puddle
She does it 'casue she loves it
But so do I, so who the hell am I to judge it
I still do though, it's always easier to point out sobebody else's problems than face [?] you though
Her drug, the life and she used me to get closer to it
And I ain't no better, cause I let her do it
So we both lying
But she so fine
So is it her problem, or mine?
She only love me when I'm on top
Only time I hear from her is right around the BET awards
VMA, AMAs and Billboard's
Asking me what I'm nominated for
Or if I'm performing
She be like "Don't forget to call me for the party"
Only love me when I'm hanging with celebrity friends
Use me to get closer to them
Chris Brown, Trey Songz or maybe even Jigga
She be life "If you going can I come with ya?"
"And can you ask trey is I can get a picture?"
Table hopping in the club
But for some reason she always get looks
[Hook:]
Cause see you can't deny that girl is beautiful
But only on the outside
It's a drug
And she's a junkie but that don't matter though
Why? Cause see everybody loves the (the life, the life)
Text her just to chill, random nights, no response
Grammy weekend roll around
She texting me like "Sexy what ya doing?"
When any other time it's me pursuing
Concert coming, telling she looking for tickets to it
Asking who I'm cool with
When she need the hook up, it's me she look up
Ooh and I know to her I'm just a free ride
But the sex is so good that I let it slide
No I'm not proud of it, I'm really not
But I cannot deny she's really hot
When she come through with all that ass she got
[Hook]
What's wrong with you man? You been fighting niggas in the club now? And over what, a bucket? (Excuse me?) Shut up, ain't nobody talking to you. Yo, you need to check your self bruh. What you catching feelings now, you know what these broads is about, get off that. I'm telling you, these broads gon' be the def of you, gonna be the def of you. You hear me? Ne-Yo? You listening?
She does it 'casue she loves it
But so do I, so who the hell am I to judge it
I still do though, it's always easier to point out sobebody else's problems than face [?] you though
Her drug, the life and she used me to get closer to it
And I ain't no better, cause I let her do it
So we both lying
But she so fine
So is it her problem, or mine?
She only love me when I'm on top
Only time I hear from her is right around the BET awards
VMA, AMAs and Billboard's
Asking me what I'm nominated for
Or if I'm performing
She be like "Don't forget to call me for the party"
Only love me when I'm hanging with celebrity friends
Use me to get closer to them
Chris Brown, Trey Songz or maybe even Jigga
She be life "If you going can I come with ya?"
"And can you ask trey is I can get a picture?"
Table hopping in the club
But for some reason she always get looks
[Hook:]
Cause see you can't deny that girl is beautiful
But only on the outside
It's a drug
And she's a junkie but that don't matter though
Why? Cause see everybody loves the (the life, the life)
Text her just to chill, random nights, no response
Grammy weekend roll around
She texting me like "Sexy what ya doing?"
When any other time it's me pursuing
Concert coming, telling she looking for tickets to it
Asking who I'm cool with
When she need the hook up, it's me she look up
Ooh and I know to her I'm just a free ride
But the sex is so good that I let it slide
No I'm not proud of it, I'm really not
But I cannot deny she's really hot
When she come through with all that ass she got
[Hook]
What's wrong with you man? You been fighting niggas in the club now? And over what, a bucket? (Excuse me?) Shut up, ain't nobody talking to you. Yo, you need to check your self bruh. What you catching feelings now, you know what these broads is about, get off that. I'm telling you, these broads gon' be the def of you, gonna be the def of you. You hear me? Ne-Yo? You listening?
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Let You What... (Interlude)
Tammy Vanity, pretty as the ocean on a summer day, shallow as a puddle
She does it 'casue she loves it
But so do I, so who the hell am I to judge it
I still do though, it's always easier to point out sobebody else's problems than face [?] you though
Her drug, the life and she used me to get closer to it
And I ain't no better, cause I let her do it
So we both lying
But she so fine
So is it her problem, or mine?
She only love me when I'm on top
Only time I hear from her is right around the BET awards
VMA, AMAs and Billboard's
Asking me what I'm nominated for
Or if I'm performing
She be like "Don't forget to call me for the party"
Only love me when I'm hanging with celebrity friends
Use me to get closer to them
Chris Brown, Trey Songz or maybe even Jigga
She be life "If you going can I come with ya?"
"And can you ask trey is I can get a picture?"
Table hopping in the club
But for some reason she always get looks
[Hook:]
Cause see you can't deny that girl is beautiful
But only on the outside
It's a drug
And she's a junkie but that don't matter though
Why? Cause see everybody loves the (the life, the life)
Text her just to chill, random nights, no response
Grammy weekend roll around
She texting me like "Sexy what ya doing?"
When any other time it's me pursuing
Concert coming, telling she looking for tickets to it
Asking who I'm cool with
When she need the hook up, it's me she look up
Ooh and I know to her I'm just a free ride
But the sex is so good that I let it slide
No I'm not proud of it, I'm really not
But I cannot deny she's really hot
When she come through with all that ass she got
[Hook]
What's wrong with you man? You been fighting niggas in the club now? And over what, a bucket? (Excuse me?) Shut up, ain't nobody talking to you. Yo, you need to check your self bruh. What you catching feelings now, you know what these broads is about, get off that. I'm telling you, these broads gon' be the def of you, gonna be the def of you. You hear me? Ne-Yo? You listening?
She does it 'casue she loves it
But so do I, so who the hell am I to judge it
I still do though, it's always easier to point out sobebody else's problems than face [?] you though
Her drug, the life and she used me to get closer to it
And I ain't no better, cause I let her do it
So we both lying
But she so fine
So is it her problem, or mine?
She only love me when I'm on top
Only time I hear from her is right around the BET awards
VMA, AMAs and Billboard's
Asking me what I'm nominated for
Or if I'm performing
She be like "Don't forget to call me for the party"
Only love me when I'm hanging with celebrity friends
Use me to get closer to them
Chris Brown, Trey Songz or maybe even Jigga
She be life "If you going can I come with ya?"
"And can you ask trey is I can get a picture?"
Table hopping in the club
But for some reason she always get looks
[Hook:]
Cause see you can't deny that girl is beautiful
But only on the outside
It's a drug
And she's a junkie but that don't matter though
Why? Cause see everybody loves the (the life, the life)
Text her just to chill, random nights, no response
Grammy weekend roll around
She texting me like "Sexy what ya doing?"
When any other time it's me pursuing
Concert coming, telling she looking for tickets to it
Asking who I'm cool with
When she need the hook up, it's me she look up
Ooh and I know to her I'm just a free ride
But the sex is so good that I let it slide
No I'm not proud of it, I'm really not
But I cannot deny she's really hot
When she come through with all that ass she got
[Hook]
What's wrong with you man? You been fighting niggas in the club now? And over what, a bucket? (Excuse me?) Shut up, ain't nobody talking to you. Yo, you need to check your self bruh. What you catching feelings now, you know what these broads is about, get off that. I'm telling you, these broads gon' be the def of you, gonna be the def of you. You hear me? Ne-Yo? You listening?
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Take You There
[Verse 1:]
You're shaking, tell me what is the matter babe?
Do I make you a little nervous? Girl don't be afraid
I'm not here to hurt you, just the opposite indeed
You can let your guard down baby, you're safe in here with me
[Hook:]
If you let me take control
Girl I got you I swear
More passion than you've ever known
I'm about to (take you there)
And you can keep your eyes closed
But baby don't be scared
Hold on here we go
I'm about to (take you there)
[Verse 2:]
These arms are for, for your warmth and protection girl
Lay your head on my chest, just chill before we start the session girl
I'm gonna put my love in you baby
Gonna give you all of me
Just a [?] of my love baby
Bite your lip and grip the sheets
[Hook]
[Verse 3:]
Just let go, go on and let yourself give it up
Your body worshipped by mine is what this night holds for us
And if we happen to fall in love I'm not opposed
Grown enough to handle a real baby
But let's not sweat it right now
All I want you to do is focus on how it feels baby
[Hook x2]
You're shaking, tell me what is the matter babe?
Do I make you a little nervous? Girl don't be afraid
I'm not here to hurt you, just the opposite indeed
You can let your guard down baby, you're safe in here with me
[Hook:]
If you let me take control
Girl I got you I swear
More passion than you've ever known
I'm about to (take you there)
And you can keep your eyes closed
But baby don't be scared
Hold on here we go
I'm about to (take you there)
[Verse 2:]
These arms are for, for your warmth and protection girl
Lay your head on my chest, just chill before we start the session girl
I'm gonna put my love in you baby
Gonna give you all of me
Just a [?] of my love baby
Bite your lip and grip the sheets
[Hook]
[Verse 3:]
Just let go, go on and let yourself give it up
Your body worshipped by mine is what this night holds for us
And if we happen to fall in love I'm not opposed
Grown enough to handle a real baby
But let's not sweat it right now
All I want you to do is focus on how it feels baby
[Hook x2]
Writer: DARHYL CAMPER, SHAFFER SMITH
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Good Morning / Gon Ride
Tammy Vanity, pretty as the ocean on a summer day, shallow as a puddle
She does it 'casue she loves it
But so do I, so who the hell am I to judge it
I still do though, it's always easier to point out sobebody else's problems than face [?] you though
Her drug, the life and she used me to get closer to it
And I ain't no better, cause I let her do it
So we both lying
But she so fine
So is it her problem, or mine?
She only love me when I'm on top
Only time I hear from her is right around the BET awards
VMA, AMAs and Billboard's
Asking me what I'm nominated for
Or if I'm performing
She be like "Don't forget to call me for the party"
Only love me when I'm hanging with celebrity friends
Use me to get closer to them
Chris Brown, Trey Songz or maybe even Jigga
She be life "If you going can I come with ya?"
"And can you ask trey is I can get a picture?"
Table hopping in the club
But for some reason she always get looks
[Hook:]
Cause see you can't deny that girl is beautiful
But only on the outside
It's a drug
And she's a junkie but that don't matter though
Why? Cause see everybody loves the (the life, the life)
Text her just to chill, random nights, no response
Grammy weekend roll around
She texting me like "Sexy what ya doing?"
When any other time it's me pursuing
Concert coming, telling she looking for tickets to it
Asking who I'm cool with
When she need the hook up, it's me she look up
Ooh and I know to her I'm just a free ride
But the sex is so good that I let it slide
No I'm not proud of it, I'm really not
But I cannot deny she's really hot
When she come through with all that ass she got
[Hook]
What's wrong with you man? You been fighting niggas in the club now? And over what, a bucket? (Excuse me?) Shut up, ain't nobody talking to you. Yo, you need to check your self bruh. What you catching feelings now, you know what these broads is about, get off that. I'm telling you, these broads gon' be the def of you, gonna be the def of you. You hear me? Ne-Yo? You listening?
She does it 'casue she loves it
But so do I, so who the hell am I to judge it
I still do though, it's always easier to point out sobebody else's problems than face [?] you though
Her drug, the life and she used me to get closer to it
And I ain't no better, cause I let her do it
So we both lying
But she so fine
So is it her problem, or mine?
She only love me when I'm on top
Only time I hear from her is right around the BET awards
VMA, AMAs and Billboard's
Asking me what I'm nominated for
Or if I'm performing
She be like "Don't forget to call me for the party"
Only love me when I'm hanging with celebrity friends
Use me to get closer to them
Chris Brown, Trey Songz or maybe even Jigga
She be life "If you going can I come with ya?"
"And can you ask trey is I can get a picture?"
Table hopping in the club
But for some reason she always get looks
[Hook:]
Cause see you can't deny that girl is beautiful
But only on the outside
It's a drug
And she's a junkie but that don't matter though
Why? Cause see everybody loves the (the life, the life)
Text her just to chill, random nights, no response
Grammy weekend roll around
She texting me like "Sexy what ya doing?"
When any other time it's me pursuing
Concert coming, telling she looking for tickets to it
Asking who I'm cool with
When she need the hook up, it's me she look up
Ooh and I know to her I'm just a free ride
But the sex is so good that I let it slide
No I'm not proud of it, I'm really not
But I cannot deny she's really hot
When she come through with all that ass she got
[Hook]
What's wrong with you man? You been fighting niggas in the club now? And over what, a bucket? (Excuse me?) Shut up, ain't nobody talking to you. Yo, you need to check your self bruh. What you catching feelings now, you know what these broads is about, get off that. I'm telling you, these broads gon' be the def of you, gonna be the def of you. You hear me? Ne-Yo? You listening?
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Make It Easy
Tammy Vanity, pretty as the ocean on a summer day, shallow as a puddle
She does it 'casue she loves it
But so do I, so who the hell am I to judge it
I still do though, it's always easier to point out sobebody else's problems than face [?] you though
Her drug, the life and she used me to get closer to it
And I ain't no better, cause I let her do it
So we both lying
But she so fine
So is it her problem, or mine?
She only love me when I'm on top
Only time I hear from her is right around the BET awards
VMA, AMAs and Billboard's
Asking me what I'm nominated for
Or if I'm performing
She be like "Don't forget to call me for the party"
Only love me when I'm hanging with celebrity friends
Use me to get closer to them
Chris Brown, Trey Songz or maybe even Jigga
She be life "If you going can I come with ya?"
"And can you ask trey is I can get a picture?"
Table hopping in the club
But for some reason she always get looks
[Hook:]
Cause see you can't deny that girl is beautiful
But only on the outside
It's a drug
And she's a junkie but that don't matter though
Why? Cause see everybody loves the (the life, the life)
Text her just to chill, random nights, no response
Grammy weekend roll around
She texting me like "Sexy what ya doing?"
When any other time it's me pursuing
Concert coming, telling she looking for tickets to it
Asking who I'm cool with
When she need the hook up, it's me she look up
Ooh and I know to her I'm just a free ride
But the sex is so good that I let it slide
No I'm not proud of it, I'm really not
But I cannot deny she's really hot
When she come through with all that ass she got
[Hook]
What's wrong with you man? You been fighting niggas in the club now? And over what, a bucket? (Excuse me?) Shut up, ain't nobody talking to you. Yo, you need to check your self bruh. What you catching feelings now, you know what these broads is about, get off that. I'm telling you, these broads gon' be the def of you, gonna be the def of you. You hear me? Ne-Yo? You listening?
She does it 'casue she loves it
But so do I, so who the hell am I to judge it
I still do though, it's always easier to point out sobebody else's problems than face [?] you though
Her drug, the life and she used me to get closer to it
And I ain't no better, cause I let her do it
So we both lying
But she so fine
So is it her problem, or mine?
She only love me when I'm on top
Only time I hear from her is right around the BET awards
VMA, AMAs and Billboard's
Asking me what I'm nominated for
Or if I'm performing
She be like "Don't forget to call me for the party"
Only love me when I'm hanging with celebrity friends
Use me to get closer to them
Chris Brown, Trey Songz or maybe even Jigga
She be life "If you going can I come with ya?"
"And can you ask trey is I can get a picture?"
Table hopping in the club
But for some reason she always get looks
[Hook:]
Cause see you can't deny that girl is beautiful
But only on the outside
It's a drug
And she's a junkie but that don't matter though
Why? Cause see everybody loves the (the life, the life)
Text her just to chill, random nights, no response
Grammy weekend roll around
She texting me like "Sexy what ya doing?"
When any other time it's me pursuing
Concert coming, telling she looking for tickets to it
Asking who I'm cool with
When she need the hook up, it's me she look up
Ooh and I know to her I'm just a free ride
But the sex is so good that I let it slide
No I'm not proud of it, I'm really not
But I cannot deny she's really hot
When she come through with all that ass she got
[Hook]
What's wrong with you man? You been fighting niggas in the club now? And over what, a bucket? (Excuse me?) Shut up, ain't nobody talking to you. Yo, you need to check your self bruh. What you catching feelings now, you know what these broads is about, get off that. I'm telling you, these broads gon' be the def of you, gonna be the def of you. You hear me? Ne-Yo? You listening?
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Money Cant Buy
[Verse 1 - Jeezy:]
You lookin' better than a Scarface starter kit
All hundreds, small faces nothin' counterfeit
You want this ghetto D? Or that over the counter shit?
Catch you slippin' in the kitchen, on the counter shit (damn)
Oh shit (sup), I guess I'll pause for these bitches
Guess I'll ball for these niggas, swear this my last three swishers
On my grown man shit I'm 'bout to kill these bitches
[Hook - Ne-Yo:]
Baby you know I got some money
Girl, the dough ain't a problem for me
But when I look in your eyes
Baby you've got everything money just can't buy
(All the things money can't buy x4)
[Verse 2 - Ne-Yo:]
Got a diamond in the back, sunroof top
Got a diamond on my hat and my sunroof off
Her mind strong but her body so soft
Tattoo on her hip read "Only for a Boss"
She ain't impressed with the way I ball
She said "You seen one ghost, you seen 'em all"
Even though that thing cold
She said "A Rolls Royce or a Civic, Daddy I'm a roll with you"
She ride for me, die for me, love me, that's how she do
I pulled up close and I tell her what's true
[Hook]
[Verse 3 - Ne-Yo:]
Shawty where you at? Meet me at the mall
Told her "Let me buy you something", she replied "Naw"
She said her love won't be bought
I don't need to spend no money, spend some time that's all
I told her "Daddy don't mind spending"
I want to see you shine like the diamonds in my pendant
She told me she don't care for the flash
Want affection not cash, girl I ain't even mad at you
She ride for me, die for me, love me, that's how she do
I pulled up close and I tell her what's true
[Hook]
[Verse 4 - Jeezy:]
What's happening with it baby? Hope you don't think that I'm crazy
Say me and you, get us some practice makin' a baby
I will take some out the stash and buy you that new Mercedes
Then be all up in that ass in the back of that new Mercedes
You confident, protectin' ya, send me your issues
They ain't 'bout to be playing with her, me and these pistols
See that thirty-six for D'Usse, I'm the provider
Come scoop me in that 458, you be the rider
(Yeah) Oh well, that's that, back to the party
Bet you niggas anything I'm leaving here with shawty
Got a feeling that she f*ckin' with me for me
She got me feeling like I got a million on me
[Hook]
You lookin' better than a Scarface starter kit
All hundreds, small faces nothin' counterfeit
You want this ghetto D? Or that over the counter shit?
Catch you slippin' in the kitchen, on the counter shit (damn)
Oh shit (sup), I guess I'll pause for these bitches
Guess I'll ball for these niggas, swear this my last three swishers
On my grown man shit I'm 'bout to kill these bitches
[Hook - Ne-Yo:]
Baby you know I got some money
Girl, the dough ain't a problem for me
But when I look in your eyes
Baby you've got everything money just can't buy
(All the things money can't buy x4)
[Verse 2 - Ne-Yo:]
Got a diamond in the back, sunroof top
Got a diamond on my hat and my sunroof off
Her mind strong but her body so soft
Tattoo on her hip read "Only for a Boss"
She ain't impressed with the way I ball
She said "You seen one ghost, you seen 'em all"
Even though that thing cold
She said "A Rolls Royce or a Civic, Daddy I'm a roll with you"
She ride for me, die for me, love me, that's how she do
I pulled up close and I tell her what's true
[Hook]
[Verse 3 - Ne-Yo:]
Shawty where you at? Meet me at the mall
Told her "Let me buy you something", she replied "Naw"
She said her love won't be bought
I don't need to spend no money, spend some time that's all
I told her "Daddy don't mind spending"
I want to see you shine like the diamonds in my pendant
She told me she don't care for the flash
Want affection not cash, girl I ain't even mad at you
She ride for me, die for me, love me, that's how she do
I pulled up close and I tell her what's true
[Hook]
[Verse 4 - Jeezy:]
What's happening with it baby? Hope you don't think that I'm crazy
Say me and you, get us some practice makin' a baby
I will take some out the stash and buy you that new Mercedes
Then be all up in that ass in the back of that new Mercedes
You confident, protectin' ya, send me your issues
They ain't 'bout to be playing with her, me and these pistols
See that thirty-six for D'Usse, I'm the provider
Come scoop me in that 458, you be the rider
(Yeah) Oh well, that's that, back to the party
Bet you niggas anything I'm leaving here with shawty
Got a feeling that she f*ckin' with me for me
She got me feeling like I got a million on me
[Hook]
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Religious / Ratchet Wit Yo Friends
I love lookin at you.
And the way God intended us.
I'm talkin about nothin on but a smile,
let a little bit of sweat.. from when we made love.
And ya got me sayin, (Oooooooooooo)
ooo, ya body makes me go. (Ooooooooooooo)
mmm, I throw up my hands,
say Thank You to the Man.
Cause just to touch you is a blessing.
And I'm glad I can.
And all I can say.....
is a Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah..
Pretty baby.
You got me religious. (yeah)
Got me religious, Got me religious.
ooo, And all I can say.....
is a Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah..
Pretty baby.
You got me religious. (yeah)
Got me religious, Got me religious.
I love being with you. (you, you)
Cause you're easily worth adoring. (you, yooou)
Your voice in my ears something like a choir of Angels.
Easy like a Sunday morning.
And ya got me sayin, (Oooooooooooo)
ooo, ya body makes me go. (Ooooooooooooo)
And I just throw up both my hands,
say Thank You to the Man. (Thank You)
Cause to be around you is a blessing.
I thank God I can.
And all I can say.....
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah..
Pretty baby.
You got me religious. (yeah)
Got me religious, Got me religious.
ooo, And all I can say.....
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah..
You got me religious. (yeah)
Got me religious, Got me religious.
Ooo, oo o.
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
O, when I see you in the morning, (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah, breakfast in bed. (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah).
When you smile at me, yeah. (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah).
Ooo, when you rub my head. (A, A, A, Amen).
All that I can say is "Thank you Lord"! (A, A, A, Amen).
Bringing this woman to me, yeah. (A, A, A, Amen).
All that I can say is "Thank you Lord"! (A, A, A, Amen).
OOOOo oooooooo
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah..
You got me religious. (yeah)
Got me religious, Got me religious.
Hey, say that all I can say.....
Hallelujah, Hallelujah..
You got me religious. (yeah)
Got me religious,
ooo ooo ooo yeah.
Oooo ooo yeah yeah,
yeah yeah yeah. uh.
I said Thank you Lord, Thank you Lord, Thank you Lord.
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah. aye.
Talkin bout, Thank you Lord, Thank you Lord, Thank you Lord.
And the way God intended us.
I'm talkin about nothin on but a smile,
let a little bit of sweat.. from when we made love.
And ya got me sayin, (Oooooooooooo)
ooo, ya body makes me go. (Ooooooooooooo)
mmm, I throw up my hands,
say Thank You to the Man.
Cause just to touch you is a blessing.
And I'm glad I can.
And all I can say.....
is a Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah..
Pretty baby.
You got me religious. (yeah)
Got me religious, Got me religious.
ooo, And all I can say.....
is a Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah..
Pretty baby.
You got me religious. (yeah)
Got me religious, Got me religious.
I love being with you. (you, you)
Cause you're easily worth adoring. (you, yooou)
Your voice in my ears something like a choir of Angels.
Easy like a Sunday morning.
And ya got me sayin, (Oooooooooooo)
ooo, ya body makes me go. (Ooooooooooooo)
And I just throw up both my hands,
say Thank You to the Man. (Thank You)
Cause to be around you is a blessing.
I thank God I can.
And all I can say.....
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah..
Pretty baby.
You got me religious. (yeah)
Got me religious, Got me religious.
ooo, And all I can say.....
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah..
You got me religious. (yeah)
Got me religious, Got me religious.
Ooo, oo o.
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
O, when I see you in the morning, (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah, breakfast in bed. (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah).
When you smile at me, yeah. (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah).
Ooo, when you rub my head. (A, A, A, Amen).
All that I can say is "Thank you Lord"! (A, A, A, Amen).
Bringing this woman to me, yeah. (A, A, A, Amen).
All that I can say is "Thank you Lord"! (A, A, A, Amen).
OOOOo oooooooo
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah..
You got me religious. (yeah)
Got me religious, Got me religious.
Hey, say that all I can say.....
Hallelujah, Hallelujah..
You got me religious. (yeah)
Got me religious,
ooo ooo ooo yeah.
Oooo ooo yeah yeah,
yeah yeah yeah. uh.
I said Thank you Lord, Thank you Lord, Thank you Lord.
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah. aye.
Talkin bout, Thank you Lord, Thank you Lord, Thank you Lord.
Writer: BRANDON ALEXANDER HODGE, SHAFFER SMITH, JESSE WILSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave
She Knows
Tammy Vanity, pretty as the ocean on a summer day, shallow as a puddle
She does it 'casue she loves it
But so do I, so who the hell am I to judge it
I still do though, it's always easier to point out sobebody else's problems than face [?] you though
Her drug, the life and she used me to get closer to it
And I ain't no better, cause I let her do it
So we both lying
But she so fine
So is it her problem, or mine?
She only love me when I'm on top
Only time I hear from her is right around the BET awards
VMA, AMAs and Billboard's
Asking me what I'm nominated for
Or if I'm performing
She be like "Don't forget to call me for the party"
Only love me when I'm hanging with celebrity friends
Use me to get closer to them
Chris Brown, Trey Songz or maybe even Jigga
She be life "If you going can I come with ya?"
"And can you ask trey is I can get a picture?"
Table hopping in the club
But for some reason she always get looks
[Hook:]
Cause see you can't deny that girl is beautiful
But only on the outside
It's a drug
And she's a junkie but that don't matter though
Why? Cause see everybody loves the (the life, the life)
Text her just to chill, random nights, no response
Grammy weekend roll around
She texting me like "Sexy what ya doing?"
When any other time it's me pursuing
Concert coming, telling she looking for tickets to it
Asking who I'm cool with
When she need the hook up, it's me she look up
Ooh and I know to her I'm just a free ride
But the sex is so good that I let it slide
No I'm not proud of it, I'm really not
But I cannot deny she's really hot
When she come through with all that ass she got
[Hook]
What's wrong with you man? You been fighting niggas in the club now? And over what, a bucket? (Excuse me?) Shut up, ain't nobody talking to you. Yo, you need to check your self bruh. What you catching feelings now, you know what these broads is about, get off that. I'm telling you, these broads gon' be the def of you, gonna be the def of you. You hear me? Ne-Yo? You listening?
She does it 'casue she loves it
But so do I, so who the hell am I to judge it
I still do though, it's always easier to point out sobebody else's problems than face [?] you though
Her drug, the life and she used me to get closer to it
And I ain't no better, cause I let her do it
So we both lying
But she so fine
So is it her problem, or mine?
She only love me when I'm on top
Only time I hear from her is right around the BET awards
VMA, AMAs and Billboard's
Asking me what I'm nominated for
Or if I'm performing
She be like "Don't forget to call me for the party"
Only love me when I'm hanging with celebrity friends
Use me to get closer to them
Chris Brown, Trey Songz or maybe even Jigga
She be life "If you going can I come with ya?"
"And can you ask trey is I can get a picture?"
Table hopping in the club
But for some reason she always get looks
[Hook:]
Cause see you can't deny that girl is beautiful
But only on the outside
It's a drug
And she's a junkie but that don't matter though
Why? Cause see everybody loves the (the life, the life)
Text her just to chill, random nights, no response
Grammy weekend roll around
She texting me like "Sexy what ya doing?"
When any other time it's me pursuing
Concert coming, telling she looking for tickets to it
Asking who I'm cool with
When she need the hook up, it's me she look up
Ooh and I know to her I'm just a free ride
But the sex is so good that I let it slide
No I'm not proud of it, I'm really not
But I cannot deny she's really hot
When she come through with all that ass she got
[Hook]
What's wrong with you man? You been fighting niggas in the club now? And over what, a bucket? (Excuse me?) Shut up, ain't nobody talking to you. Yo, you need to check your self bruh. What you catching feelings now, you know what these broads is about, get off that. I'm telling you, these broads gon' be the def of you, gonna be the def of you. You hear me? Ne-Yo? You listening?
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
She Said Im Hood Tho
She said "I know, I know, I know your music
I prefer your old shit to your new shit
That song with Pitbull, it was kinda cool
But after that, you went left and I couldn't f*ck with you"
Well damn, couldn't help but appreciate
That she was bold enough to say this to my face
She even went as far to give me her Twitter name
She said, "I tweeted you and told you the same thing"
But, she said, "I never thought I'd meet
And you cuter in real life than on TV
You a celebrity
You could have any girl you want, what the hell you want with me?"
[Chorus:]
I told her, "Baby, there is a difference
Between what you really want and what you can get
I can have anything, but I don't want just anything
I want you tonight, I want you
I said, "You got, you got, you got me twisted
What my celebrity got to do with it?
Just cause I can have don't mean I want them chicks
I take quality over quantity any day, you dig?"
She said, "I'm hood though, Ne-Yo
And I know you be on your goody good though, Ne-Yo
Get ratchet, yes I could, though, Ne-Yo
Mess up your image, I probably would though, Ne-Yo"
I said, "You don't scare me
The word "gentleman" starts with "G""
She said, "You a celebrity
You could have any girl you want, what you want with me?"
[Chorus]
Now that she sat there, lookin' at me like she wasn't sure
Questionin' my intentions, why and what for
Thinkin', "He can have actresses, singers or models galore
I work in a nail shop, every day in that bitch from 8 until 4"
Shawty's a rose that grows through the cracks in the concrete
Her mother's body but her brother's knowledge of the street
Kick all you beautiful lies, shawty ain't goin' for 'em
She type stubborn, like her daddy, but she don't know him
Got me feelin' like I ain't good enough
I ain't a D-boy or a thug so I ain't hood enough
Or maybe it's the other way around and shawty's self esteem is down
Not good enough to wife but good enough to f*ck, nah mama
I'm really tryna get to know
What's under your garden, not just what's under your clothes
You feel me?
And don't concern yourself with status, I don't
It ain't about what I can have, it's about what I want, you dig?
[Chorus]
I prefer your old shit to your new shit
That song with Pitbull, it was kinda cool
But after that, you went left and I couldn't f*ck with you"
Well damn, couldn't help but appreciate
That she was bold enough to say this to my face
She even went as far to give me her Twitter name
She said, "I tweeted you and told you the same thing"
But, she said, "I never thought I'd meet
And you cuter in real life than on TV
You a celebrity
You could have any girl you want, what the hell you want with me?"
[Chorus:]
I told her, "Baby, there is a difference
Between what you really want and what you can get
I can have anything, but I don't want just anything
I want you tonight, I want you
I said, "You got, you got, you got me twisted
What my celebrity got to do with it?
Just cause I can have don't mean I want them chicks
I take quality over quantity any day, you dig?"
She said, "I'm hood though, Ne-Yo
And I know you be on your goody good though, Ne-Yo
Get ratchet, yes I could, though, Ne-Yo
Mess up your image, I probably would though, Ne-Yo"
I said, "You don't scare me
The word "gentleman" starts with "G""
She said, "You a celebrity
You could have any girl you want, what you want with me?"
[Chorus]
Now that she sat there, lookin' at me like she wasn't sure
Questionin' my intentions, why and what for
Thinkin', "He can have actresses, singers or models galore
I work in a nail shop, every day in that bitch from 8 until 4"
Shawty's a rose that grows through the cracks in the concrete
Her mother's body but her brother's knowledge of the street
Kick all you beautiful lies, shawty ain't goin' for 'em
She type stubborn, like her daddy, but she don't know him
Got me feelin' like I ain't good enough
I ain't a D-boy or a thug so I ain't hood enough
Or maybe it's the other way around and shawty's self esteem is down
Not good enough to wife but good enough to f*ck, nah mama
I'm really tryna get to know
What's under your garden, not just what's under your clothes
You feel me?
And don't concern yourself with status, I don't
It ain't about what I can have, it's about what I want, you dig?
[Chorus]
Writer: Phillip Robert Perry, Shaffer Smith, Robert Shea Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Downtown Music Publishing, THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Downtown Music Publishing, THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC.
Story Time
Aiight boys and girls, gather 'round. Story time. Check this out
I said, "I wish you'd just give it a try
You've never done it, how you know what you don't like?"
She said, "Am I not enough for you, is that why?"
I said, "No, I just think it would be sexy and kinda fly"
She said, "Well I don't"
I said, "Well if I let you pick the girl, would that make a difference?"
She said, "That don't matter cause I just don't think I'm cool with a threesome"
What? Come on. Man you trippin'
I said, "You actin' funny and I don't even know why
Cause you can't tell me that you don't like girls, don't lie"
She said, "I can appreciate a pretty face, a nice backside (Oh word)
But just cause I might find a girl sexy, that does not make me bi"
I said, "Yes it does"
She said, "nigga you just wish I was"
I said, "Why you frontin'?
Just embrace who you really are
And you just might enjoy, a threesome"
You never know. Got to open up your mind. You only live once, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Nah but for real though, you never thought about it? Never? Aiight
She said, "What if I said I want to bring in another guy?" What!?
I just gave her a look like "you done lost your damn mind"
She said, "Oh, okay so another girl is fine
But when I mention another dude you're lookin' like you wanna punch me in the eye"
I said, "Don't tempt me"
She said, "You know that ain't fair"
I said, "I'm just playin'
But for real don't no dudes allowed
Only you, me and she in this threesome"
She said, "Hold up, when did I agree to this threesome"
I said, "Just now, and you can't take it back, let's have a threesome"
She said, "Well I did think about my girl Stephanie before in a threesome"
I said, "I got her number, I'll call her right now for this threesome"
She said, "Wait a minute. You got Stephanie's number? Nigga when'd you get Stephanie's number?"
I said, "Uhhh...."
The end
I said, "I wish you'd just give it a try
You've never done it, how you know what you don't like?"
She said, "Am I not enough for you, is that why?"
I said, "No, I just think it would be sexy and kinda fly"
She said, "Well I don't"
I said, "Well if I let you pick the girl, would that make a difference?"
She said, "That don't matter cause I just don't think I'm cool with a threesome"
What? Come on. Man you trippin'
I said, "You actin' funny and I don't even know why
Cause you can't tell me that you don't like girls, don't lie"
She said, "I can appreciate a pretty face, a nice backside (Oh word)
But just cause I might find a girl sexy, that does not make me bi"
I said, "Yes it does"
She said, "nigga you just wish I was"
I said, "Why you frontin'?
Just embrace who you really are
And you just might enjoy, a threesome"
You never know. Got to open up your mind. You only live once, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Nah but for real though, you never thought about it? Never? Aiight
She said, "What if I said I want to bring in another guy?" What!?
I just gave her a look like "you done lost your damn mind"
She said, "Oh, okay so another girl is fine
But when I mention another dude you're lookin' like you wanna punch me in the eye"
I said, "Don't tempt me"
She said, "You know that ain't fair"
I said, "I'm just playin'
But for real don't no dudes allowed
Only you, me and she in this threesome"
She said, "Hold up, when did I agree to this threesome"
I said, "Just now, and you can't take it back, let's have a threesome"
She said, "Well I did think about my girl Stephanie before in a threesome"
I said, "I got her number, I'll call her right now for this threesome"
She said, "Wait a minute. You got Stephanie's number? Nigga when'd you get Stephanie's number?"
I said, "Uhhh...."
The end
Writer: ROBERT TAYLOR, SHAFFER SMITH
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Downtown Music Publishing
Why
(I asked you a question)
I feel a rise burning in the back of my head
If she could kill me with a look, I'd already be dead
Excited at the thought of possibly two in my bed
I said some shit that I instantly regretted I said
I hid my deception with absolute discretion
Wanted to turn around and give up an accidental confession
I turned to look at her and she's just standin' there
Facial expression says it all, war has been declared
She said, is there anything you wanna tell me?
I'm standin' there with my head down and I'm thinkin'
Oh no, here we go
What the hell was I thinkin'? Man I wish I was drinkin'
So I could blame it on the liquor, why did I paint the picture?
Why did I think it was something that she wouldn't even consider?
Now I'm avoidin' eye contact as if I owe her money
Tryna laugh it off, clearly she don't think it's funny
And then she stepped to me, comin' so steady
Looked at me like she knew already
I betrayed her trust, it weighs heavy
On my head, and then she said
Why can't I be loved?
Why can't I feel love?
Why am I not worthy of
Oh why can't I feel love?
All she wanted was somethin' real, somethin' true
With tears in her eyes she said, "I believed in you"
I said, "Please don't leave, please don't go away"
She said, "You broke my heart. How could I stay?"
It'd be a year before I'd see integrity again
(Over there, they said he's over there
I see him, there he is
Ne-Yo! Is this dude... what are you doing?
Bruh don't you know you got a show in.. 10 minutes from now?
You drinking before.. what is you doing?)
Relax, I'm not drunk. Guess who I ran into today
I feel a rise burning in the back of my head
If she could kill me with a look, I'd already be dead
Excited at the thought of possibly two in my bed
I said some shit that I instantly regretted I said
I hid my deception with absolute discretion
Wanted to turn around and give up an accidental confession
I turned to look at her and she's just standin' there
Facial expression says it all, war has been declared
She said, is there anything you wanna tell me?
I'm standin' there with my head down and I'm thinkin'
Oh no, here we go
What the hell was I thinkin'? Man I wish I was drinkin'
So I could blame it on the liquor, why did I paint the picture?
Why did I think it was something that she wouldn't even consider?
Now I'm avoidin' eye contact as if I owe her money
Tryna laugh it off, clearly she don't think it's funny
And then she stepped to me, comin' so steady
Looked at me like she knew already
I betrayed her trust, it weighs heavy
On my head, and then she said
Why can't I be loved?
Why can't I feel love?
Why am I not worthy of
Oh why can't I feel love?
All she wanted was somethin' real, somethin' true
With tears in her eyes she said, "I believed in you"
I said, "Please don't leave, please don't go away"
She said, "You broke my heart. How could I stay?"
It'd be a year before I'd see integrity again
(Over there, they said he's over there
I see him, there he is
Ne-Yo! Is this dude... what are you doing?
Bruh don't you know you got a show in.. 10 minutes from now?
You drinking before.. what is you doing?)
Relax, I'm not drunk. Guess who I ran into today
Writer: CHRISTOPHER N PALMER, CLIFFORD N SMITH, PAUL YEBUAH, COLIN N YORKE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Peermusic Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group, SHAPIRO BERNSTEIN & CO. INC.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Peermusic Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group, SHAPIRO BERNSTEIN & CO. INC.
Congratulations
One of my best girls went and got a boo all of a sudden
Damn, and I can't even do nothin'
What I'm s'posed to do, tell her don't be happy?
So that I can keep comin' around
How messed up would that be?
So I'm chillin'
But I must admit, I'm kind of mad
Ain't every day you find one like that
Beautiful body with a brain to match
Make a fella start feeling attached
No filter fine, body, soul and mind
Any man can't see that, he must be blind
I'm Ray Charles with mine
So I missed the train
The only thing left to say is...
[Chorus:]
Congratulations
Kinda sucks that we can't be what we were
But congratulations, baby I won't hate
I'm glad you found a man that treats you like you deserved
Single and happy, that's where I'm at
And she wasn't ever approving of that
She wanted me to give her more
But I told her though, ain't long ago
A relationship, I wasn't lookin' for
In and out of town and always on the road
But when I hit that city I called her though
And that's wrong, so wrong
She waited for me to come around so long, so long
And now that wifey material is wifey material
And if you ain't ready, the wife gotta let it go
I wasn't, he was though
So...
[Chorus x2]
I can't, give up, what I don't got
So I got to let him, have her, like it or not
Like she deserves
Like she deserves
[Chorus x2]
Damn, and I can't even do nothin'
What I'm s'posed to do, tell her don't be happy?
So that I can keep comin' around
How messed up would that be?
So I'm chillin'
But I must admit, I'm kind of mad
Ain't every day you find one like that
Beautiful body with a brain to match
Make a fella start feeling attached
No filter fine, body, soul and mind
Any man can't see that, he must be blind
I'm Ray Charles with mine
So I missed the train
The only thing left to say is...
[Chorus:]
Congratulations
Kinda sucks that we can't be what we were
But congratulations, baby I won't hate
I'm glad you found a man that treats you like you deserved
Single and happy, that's where I'm at
And she wasn't ever approving of that
She wanted me to give her more
But I told her though, ain't long ago
A relationship, I wasn't lookin' for
In and out of town and always on the road
But when I hit that city I called her though
And that's wrong, so wrong
She waited for me to come around so long, so long
And now that wifey material is wifey material
And if you ain't ready, the wife gotta let it go
I wasn't, he was though
So...
[Chorus x2]
I can't, give up, what I don't got
So I got to let him, have her, like it or not
Like she deserves
Like she deserves
[Chorus x2]
Writer: BRANDON ALEXANDER HODGE, SHAFFER SMITH, JESSE WILSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave
Come Over
Hmmm
I remember, sweet smells in the afternoon yeah
Hmmm vanilla candles in your bedroom, yeah
I remember slow jams on my iTunes
You take a sip you take a puff yeah you'll regret it soon
I remember like it was yesterday
How we used to lay around letting time and the world just fade away
And after all this time to see you now is great
I hesitate but I wanna say come over, come over
?You're still so fine,
Can we make up for lost time?
Girl I want you to come over, come over
Girl how you been?
Can we pretend we're still in love again?
?Do you still like to wear Chanel baby?
I think about you every time I smell that smell oh
Hey and now you and you're man doing well,
How did I know that you got a man?
I saw the pictures on your Instagram
With all do respect girl,
Oooh I'm just saying you can do better
My bad just trying to make you laugh
To take my mind away from how much I wanna ask you to come over, come over
?You're still so fine
Can we make up for lost time?
Girl I want you to come over, come over
Girl how you been?
(How you been?)
Can we pretend that we're still in love again?
Oh baby can we run it back?
Can we go back in time?
Back to when I was yours and you were mine
Can we go back to when love was simple and it was just us?
Back to when we were in love
?Come over, come over
You're still so fine,
Can we make up for lost time?
Can you come over, come over?
Girl how you been?
(Girl how you been?)
Can we pretend we're still in love again?
I remember, sweet smells in the afternoon yeah
Hmmm vanilla candles in your bedroom, yeah
I remember slow jams on my iTunes
You take a sip you take a puff yeah you'll regret it soon
I remember like it was yesterday
How we used to lay around letting time and the world just fade away
And after all this time to see you now is great
I hesitate but I wanna say come over, come over
?You're still so fine,
Can we make up for lost time?
Girl I want you to come over, come over
Girl how you been?
Can we pretend we're still in love again?
?Do you still like to wear Chanel baby?
I think about you every time I smell that smell oh
Hey and now you and you're man doing well,
How did I know that you got a man?
I saw the pictures on your Instagram
With all do respect girl,
Oooh I'm just saying you can do better
My bad just trying to make you laugh
To take my mind away from how much I wanna ask you to come over, come over
?You're still so fine
Can we make up for lost time?
Girl I want you to come over, come over
Girl how you been?
(How you been?)
Can we pretend that we're still in love again?
Oh baby can we run it back?
Can we go back in time?
Back to when I was yours and you were mine
Can we go back to when love was simple and it was just us?
Back to when we were in love
?Come over, come over
You're still so fine,
Can we make up for lost time?
Can you come over, come over?
Girl how you been?
(Girl how you been?)
Can we pretend we're still in love again?
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Non-Fiction is the sixth studio album by American recording artist Ne-Yo. The album was released on January 27, 2015, by Motown Records, serving as the follow-up to his fifth album R.E.D. (2012). The album was preceded by two singles: "Money Can't Buy" featuring Jeezy and "She Knows" featuring Juicy J.
Upon its release, the album was met with mixed reviews from music critics. The album reached number five on the US Billboard 200, selling 59,000 copies in its first week, making it the third album to miss the pinnacle of the chart since Libra Scale (2010) and also becoming the second male R&B artist to have six consecutive top 10 albums following Chris Brown in 2014.
Genre(s):
R&B Upon its release, the album was met with mixed reviews from music critics. The album reached number five on the US Billboard 200, selling 59,000 copies in its first week, making it the third album to miss the pinnacle of the chart since Libra Scale (2010) and also becoming the second male R&B artist to have six consecutive top 10 albums following Chris Brown in 2014.
Producer(s): StarGate, Dr. Luke, Cirkut, David Banner, Lifted, Montay Humphrey, Jesse "Corparal" Wilson
Length: 66:47
Released: January 27th, 2015
Year: 2015