I know. Caught up in the middle. I cry, just a little. When I think of letting go. Oh no. Gave up on the riddle. I cry, just a little. When I think of letting go.
In my mind, in my head, this is where we all came from. The dreams we have, the love we share. This is what we're waiting for. And in my mind, in my head, this is where we all came from.
Shorty, who dat you think always missing you?. I cannot get enough of kissing you. I don't cry, okay I shed a tear or two. On the grind, but girl ain't no forgetting you 'cause.