[Verse One]
Hey hey I like her, isn't that how it starts?
She feel the same y'all came together but you're now apart
Since it went sour tart you got a coward heart
You're never givin' up, thinkin' all the while it's smart

It made you ice cold 'cause you gambled and your dice rolled
Snake eyes that make guys play when they twice old
And you thought that you would never [bad word] again
Thinkin' they're good just for lust and sin and not for bustin' in

And like the other players where they take us to their lair
Then you lay her, there's not a special person in your prayers
Goin' through women, some thick, a few slim and
Bustin' out their shirts, others out their blue denim

And there's a lot of fish in the sea, where you swimmin'
That you could fetch, but wouldn't think they were a good catch
Till one day that fly [bad word] along
You think of her off an R&cut, then hum the song

And get the feelin' feelin' numb is wrong
When she's away, you miss her like when the summer's gone
The place where [bad word] #39; from is strong, and you tryna fight it
Delighted, when [bad word] around hot and you're excited

They say you can feel real when you first sight it
Also known as the gift and the curse silent
Get bit by the bug, copin', show a few the symptoms
You fall in love but just before you fell, you were trippin'

Meanin' you were slippin' then you got opened and told her
Everythin', through your body language, it was not spoken
You out with her it's like you never call your hoes
Give her the tallest rose, y'all hit the mall for shows

You stop goin' to bars where a baller goes
To pop bottles with top models and take off all her clothes
You're still in denial, but you're buildin' a smile
When she say she feelin' your style

 [bad word] 
'Cause baby girl you got that glow
Very very far from a hood rat and not that hoe
I'm sayin' you could spot that, yo
Make you wanna plot at gettin' her she's hot that show

'Cause baby girl got that glow
Very very far from a hood rat and not that hoe
I'm sayin' you could spot that, yo
Make you wanna plot at gettin' her she's hot that show

'Cause baby girl got that, got that...

[Verse Two]
Somethin' special
When we uh, uh your vessel [bad word] a pretzel
And you be gone I be missin' your bond
Very fond, you make a heart exist in a don

I know that you're feelin' me, it's all inside your kisses
Said if you were my misses I would never have a mistress
You make a player wanna put away his pimp cup
Cadillac, Kane, I'll even throw my limp up

I was in denial, it hit me like blaow
When you say you feelin' my style

 [bad word]