Even though you´re all alone
All alone when I am gone
I just wanna keep you warm
I´m coming back, I´m coming back
(How I wanna touch you) Look at her

(I´m so far away, I´m so, all I wanna)
(How I wanna touch) Look at lil´ mama, man look at her
(I´m so far away, I´m so, all I wanna) That ain´t my

That ain´t my, that ain´t my girl, that´s my nigga
Catch me out on Ocean Drive wit´ her
Ayy, catch me in the whip ridin´ wit´ her
Hey, sippin´ somethin´, bumpin´ B.I.G "Hypnotize" wit´ her
Pray you get that job in Tampa
That´s only four hours away
Take a car, take a plane
Baby, whichever is faster
Uh, whichever one isn´t a hassle
Aw damn, yeah, uh, ho

Never knew, no, I never knew
That you´d be a freak and a friend too, yeah
You into everything I´m into, ho
I got some end that I can lend you, ho
A piece of mind, baby, come and get a piece of mine, yeah
Say you gotta work from three to nine, oh
I´ll get you home by a decent time
Wait, fuck yo´ bed, you can sleep in mine, yeah
Let´s make it happen, girl, I need some time
Speakin´ of time, who stopped it?
That´s the feelin´ that I get when we lock lips
I got the weed at the crib, and the liquor too
I fuck your soul out, releasin´ your spiritual
I´ll be yo muse, bring your easel and pencils, too
Here you go, you tryna tease wit´ them pictures
You can ride on me, just like you ride the elliptical

She said, "I´m tryna keep it tight for my nigga´"
Girl, unlike your last nigga, all I need is mental
You know I´ll work you out, get you right wit´ your physical

Oh, it´s just another interlude
Askin´ all them questions
Girl, you know I don´t do interviews
It´s pitiful that when I´m wit´ them other bitches, I pretend it´s you

Oh, you work at Kohl´s, you in dental school
Wifin´ now, you foldin´ clothes, cookin´ dinner too
Young Tiller, girl, I´m known as Pen Griffey too
It´s only right that I swing by and hit it too
First base, second base, third base

I´m tryna get you in your birthday (Suit), oh
I know these other niggas thirsty
But please never entertain ´em ´cause that would hurt me

You feel me, yeah
I know you feel me, oh
I know you feel me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Woah, woah, huh
Girl, I know you feel me, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
So much to look forward to baby, woah, hey
Let´s not rush into it, nah
Let´s not rush into it
When we get to it, we can give it all that we got

Ah, too lit for this shit right now
I´m too busy for this shit right now (Hey)
Don´t wanna talk about this shit right now (Hey)

I´ma wait and let you simmer down (Hey)
You wasn´t wit´ it, but you wit´ it now
Don´t tell him that you fuckin´ wit´ Tiller
Nah, please don´t
You´re still on the way?