We showin up, it's going down. She know it's us, I let her know it now. It's 3, 4, 5 in the morning. One thing for sure this time of night. Ain't nothing open but legs, shawty.
Stop your cryin'(oh). You know that I'm tired of your lyin'(hey). Do you know that you do this all the time, yeah. You always say your sorry so. I cut you slack I take you back that's all I'm ever doin' with you.