I'm goin' crazy thinkin' 'bout you
Thinkin' 'bout us and what we could do
All these little games are fruitless
Why you gotta act so stupid?
I'm gonna show you what you can't see
These other girls got nothin' on me
Come on baby boy, let's do this
Why you gotta act so stupid?
[Verse 1]
Tryna get mine
What the hell are you trippin' for?
Baby we should party
Throw glitter on my body
Tell me some lies
Tell me what I wanna hear
I'll celebrate with champagne
When you whisper my name
[Pre-Chorus]
Could be romantic, baby
Just tell me what to do
You're such a baller, baby
I'm feelin' like you're feelin' me too
[Chorus]
I'm goin' crazy thinkin' 'bout you
Thinkin' 'bout us and what we could do
All these little games are fruitless
Why you gotta act so stupid?
I'm gonna show you what you can't see
These other girls got nothin' on me
Come on baby boy, let's do this
Why you gotta act so stupid?
[Verse 2]
Can I get real?
I could make you comfortable
Lovin' on you so good
Treat you like your queen should
What do you feel?
Quiet, baby, shut your mouth
Let me get a kiss in
I'll show you what you're missin'
[Pre-Chorus]
Could be romantic, baby
Just tell me what to do
You're such a baller, baby
I'm feelin' like you're feelin' me too
[Chorus]
I'm goin' crazy thinkin' 'bout you
Thinkin' 'bout us and what we could do
All these little games are fruitless
Why you gotta act so stupid?
I'm gonna show you what you can't see
These other girls got nothin' on me
Come on baby boy, let's do this
Why you gotta act so stupid?
[Bridge]
Oooh, I'm feelin' you-ou-ou-ou-ou, baby
You, you feel it too-oo-oo-oo-oo, baby
Oooh, I'm feelin' you-ou-ou-ou-ou, baby
Why you gotta act so stupid?
You, you feel it too-oo-oo-oo-oo, baby
Why you gotta act so stupid?
[Chorus]
I'm goin' crazy thinkin' 'bout you
Thinkin' 'bout us and what we could do
All these little games are fruitless
Why you gotta act so stupid?
I'm gonna show you what you can't see
These other girls got nothin' on me
Come on baby boy, let's do this
Why you gotta act so stupid?
[Chorus] I'm goin' crazy thinkin' 'bout you Thinkin' 'bout us and what we could do All these little games are fruitless Why you gotta act so stupid? I'm gonna show you what you can't see These other girls got nothin' on me Come on baby boy, let's do this Why you gotta act so stupid? [Verse 1] Tryna get mine What the hell are you trippin' for? Baby we should party Throw glitter on my body Tell me some lies Tell me what I wanna hear I'll celebrate with champagne When you whisper my name [Pre-Chorus] Could be romantic, baby Just tell me what to do You're such a baller, baby I'm feelin' like you're feelin' me too [Chorus] I'm goin' crazy thinkin' 'bout you Thinkin' 'bout us and what we could do All these little games are fruitless Why you gotta act so stupid? I'm gonna show you what you can't see These other girls got nothin' on me Come on baby boy, let's do this Why you gotta act so stupid? [Verse 2] Can I get real? I could make you comfortable Lovin' on you so good Treat you like your queen should What do you feel? Quiet, baby, shut your mouth Let me get a kiss in I'll show you what you're missin' [Pre-Chorus] Could be romantic, baby Just tell me what to do You're such a baller, baby I'm feelin' like you're feelin' me too [Chorus] I'm goin' crazy thinkin' 'bout you Thinkin' 'bout us and what we could do All these little games are fruitless Why you gotta act so stupid? I'm gonna show you what you can't see These other girls got nothin' on me Come on baby boy, let's do this Why you gotta act so stupid? [Bridge] Oooh, I'm feelin' you-ou-ou-ou-ou, baby You, you feel it too-oo-oo-oo-oo, baby Oooh, I'm feelin' you-ou-ou-ou-ou, baby Why you gotta act so stupid? You, you feel it too-oo-oo-oo-oo, baby Why you gotta act so stupid? [Chorus] I'm goin' crazy thinkin' 'bout you Thinkin' 'bout us and what we could do All these little games are fruitless Why you gotta act so stupid? I'm gonna show you what you can't see These other girls got nothin' on me Come on baby boy, let's do this Why you gotta act so stupid? Explain Request ×
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