[Intro]
Rod . . . Da God
I just wanna let you know I miss you, nah forreal
Look, yeah
[Chorus]
I hope that this ain't a fairytale
I wanna lick on your muf*ckin' skin
'Cause that sh*t be tastin' like caramel
Life without you been feeling kinda strange
Well, I see that you doin' very well, ha
You lookin' very well
I miss the way your perfume smell
I miss the way that you blowed up my line
Just to make sure that I'm feeling well
I miss the way you look in my eyes
And I swear I'm gettin' back witchu, girl
Keep on talkin' 'bout my chick on the side
She ain't f*ckin' witchu, girl
Tell yo' friends that they can be wuiet
Me and you against the world
Me and you against the world
[Verse]
I don't give a f*ck 'bout no side chick
R . Kelly ain't trapped in the closet
Girl you hot me high like a pilot
I make nothing but deposits
n*gga played and he in trouble
I need my money on the double
Gon' pop that pus*y like a bubble
She diggin' me just like a shovel
I know you remember them nights
When we used to fall asleep all on the f*ckin' phone
I know you remember them times
When I hit it right soon as we got f*ckin' home
And although that sh*t wasn't right
Talking to hoes and doing you f*ckin' wrong
Now I'm on my f*ckin' own
sh*t, I'm o my f*ckin' own
Huh, I'm on my f*ckin' own you know
It's the God, nah forreal, time to wake the city up
Look, she keep on calling me psycho
Her mama was there, I couldn't hit through the front
So I had to sneak through the side door
I really hate that I broke yo' lil heart
Didn't really think you would cry, though
We break up, then make up, then break up again
sh*t, it was a good try, though
But, sh*t, its goodbye, hoe
It ain't no muf*ckin' secret
Breakin' my heart up in pieces
I know the game, I should teach it
'Cause these n*ggas hate for no muf*ckin' reason
Yeah, believe it
Whenever you go, I hate to see you leavin'
Got me regretting and grieving
I like to take my time and beat up the pus*y
Don't give a f*ck if my phone keep on ringin'
Damn
[Chorus]
I hope that this ain't a fairytale
I wanna lick on your muf*ckin' skin
'Cause that sh*t be tastin' like caramel
Life without you been feeling kinda strange
Well, I see that you doin' very well, ha
You lookin' very well
I miss the way your perfume smell
I miss the way that you blowed up my line
Just to make sure that I'm feeling well
I miss the way you look in my eyes
And I swear I'm gettin' back witchu, girl
Keep on talkin' 'bout my chick on the side
She ain't f*ckin' witchu, girl
Tell yo' friends that they can be wuiet
Me and you against the world
Me and you against the world