Get back on track, pick me up some bottles of booze
Fickle freshman, probably thinks he's cooler than you
hay ride at 5, [bad word] around
So go press your skirt, word is there's a new girl in town

I call shotgun, you can play your RnB tunes
The fellowship time, it [bad word] a little too soon
The land of the creeps, freshened up and babyfaced shame
Put your eyes on me, and I know a place where we can get away

To say I want you, just 'zactly like I used to
'Cause baby this is only bringing me down

Homeboy's so proud, he finally got the video proof
The night vision shows she was only ducking the [bad word] It's heavy I know, the black guy with the gift down below...