Lyrics:
of time
Justin Timberlake
All these rivers you gon' cry
She gon' disappear
Know it caught you by surprise
She gon' hit me up when
She leave her other guy
[Chorus: Justin Timberlake (Uncle Charlie Wilson)]
I'm not sure what I see
Cupid don't fuck wit me!
Are you telling me this is a sign?
She's
twerking
I walked in Def Jam, wasn't no black folks working
Soul is Robin Thicke, Adele's that too
Justin Timberlake is what Usher's supposed to do
But
Boy you need a GPS and it's so hard to find us
Justin Timberlake on your wrist like your fucking time's up
Remember turning her back on me now she wanna
niggas know what the fuck goin' on, man
(I'm like Justin Timberlake compared to you little ass niggas, man)
(You know it ain't shit else to talk about)
I feel so good
Do you know why? This is the remix
T-Pain, Justin Timberlake
Y'all don't understand
She make the people say, yeah yeah
Let's go
on
While we were making love all through the night
Even if I could shake like Justin Timberlake
Or I could sing like Luke and Blake do
Being rich like Ryan
a gamble
And she know, love with me is like casino outside of Reno
A couple white lies, a cup of white wine a Pino, Italian Grigio
House keys to P.O.
being
So gracious and giving me this award
This evening thank you and I can think back
To the first day I met you
Also you know i think
About, when I’m in
bumpin' Hit her from the back, grab her hips, you know I'm thrustin[00:59.15]Timberlake with a bitch, yeah, I'm playin' Justin Gettin' groovy with gang,
And of course they let her go
[Justin Timberlake]
I know I got a lot of baggage
Its for the ladies and Mercedes
And I know that it's heavy
But I pray that
looking for a man that could give her a break
Like Usher or Justin Timberlake
I'm really not sure if her breasts are fake
Put sum whip cream on em, they
this)
All these niggas know what the fuck goin' on, man
(I'm like Justin Timberlake compared to y'all lil' ass niggas, man)
I don't got shit to talk
that could give her a break
Like Usher or Justin Timberlake
I'm really not sure if her breasts are fake
Cause with whipped cream on em, they taste
a nigga to cry a river
This Justin ain't Timberlake
Grindin' no slackin' it's time that it happen
You niggas don't know how much shit it take
I done been
Que made the beat by the way
Rearrange her inside Interior Designer
Justin Timberlake I hit her then it's bye bye
About my paper ima change my name
baby, yeah
She likes Hip-Hop and R&B
Her life time goal is to be on TV
She looking for a man that could give her a break
Like Usher or Justin Timberlake
and I see a little influx
She bad, but she broke
I can't fix her
I told her to cry me a River I've been on my Justin Timberlake
I pray for
left my main hoe
Who did I see, ohh yo... it was Kim
She work at Justin's but I kept on bustin
Lisa got a big ole butt, uhh
You know I told you I'd be
the river, got me singin' dead and gone on em'
Justin Timberlake on em', get the cake on em'
Shake n Bake, Ricky Bobby, catchin' naked women on me
Throw that
Justin Timberlake, Eminem, and then Macklemore
While silly niggas argue over who gone snatch the crown
Look around my nigga white people have snatched
featuring justin timberlake
When I was younger, I never went too far
Held my feelings, I never even wanted to start
Til when I met you, I didn't
by the way
She a dime by the way
I'm been staying out the way and getting to it look
And getting to it
Yeah
It's been a long time coming
Three
dick but delete the DM (boss)
The Lamborghini's in the street and she know that it's him (woo)
My vodka rum matchin' the beats and it cost me two M's
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