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Tank (durrell Babbs) - Lonely Tank (durrell Babbs) - Lonely |
| [Tank:]
I brought hoes
I did that
Walk up in this mother f*cker like the kid back
You see the ice, you see the leg
Truth is im just doing this to cover up the pain
See loving me for good reason
And disrespecting home you can call a treason
I'm in here bleeding ones with my heart leaking
Don't walk with it tonight I think I'll be cheatin
[Chorus:]
I told my waitress to keep the bottles coming women all around me
I've been single for two or three weeks now but who's counting
Already replaced you with a new girl, new girl
She don't do for me the things you do girl
I'm still lonely, I'm still lonely
I'm steady tryin' to replace you with a new girl
In the end the only one I need is you girl
I'm still
Thinking bout you,
Girl I'm thinking bout you,
Thinking bout you, girl I'm thinking bout you,
All these new girls, they ain't you girl
Thinking bout you I'll be there I'm thinking bout you yeah
[Tank:]
So many shots just kill me now
But honey share these tears of a f*cking clown ?
My heart is racing could beat a mountain
All the fact is she up and look good without me
Look at them bottles them red bottles who's responsive no
I'm gonna speak tryin make peace but damn crowd
Look at this damn crowd, look at this damn crowd!
Yea, its poppin but if you wit it we can leave now.
[Chorus:]
I told my waitress to keep the bottles coming women all around me
I've been single for two or three weeks now but who's counting
Already replaced you with a new girl, new girl
She don't do for me the things you do girl
I'm still lonely, I'm still lonely
I'm steady tryin' to replace you with a new girl
In the end the only one I need is you girl
I'm still
[Chris Brown:]
I'm thinking bout you,
Damn I'm thinking 'bout you,
Thinking bout you, got a nigga thinking bout you, yeah
All this new girls they not you girl
Thinking bout you, I'll be damned I'm thinking bout you yeah.
Nigga off in this club, got a hundred girls in my vip
I bet all of them wanna f*ck
But only your ass can get to me
I'm throwing up this money, hella money spent
This fake ass nigga on they funny shit
I'm a get this on your level since you wanna trip
Ima give a new girl the dick as your punishment
Now I'm back up in this club
With my shirt off and my chain on
And I'm looking looking her booty
Got that bomb shit on this Tank song
No matter how many girls wanna do me
I just want you back in my range rover
On the road no clothes, on the pole, game over
[Chorus:]
I told my waitress to keep the bottles coming women all around me
It's so many pretty ladies and nigga stop counting
And I said already replaced you with a new girl
Yeah she don't do for me the things she do girl.
I'm still lonely, I'm still lonely
I'm steady tryin to replace you with a new girl
In the end the only one I need is you girl
I said, thinking bout you,
Girl I'm thinking bout you,
Thinking bout you, girl I'm thinking bout you, yeah
All this new girl, they're not you girl
Thinking bout you I'll be there I'm thinking bout you yeah
Still lonely, I'm still lonely
New girl, bottles poppin, fast life
I'm still alone, alone |
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