cant i stop thinking about you even though im not in love with you no more ? i dont know what to do .. but i know one thing i can do better without you
his celly, I can call the telly L.A., Kelly, Rowland, rollin Next my ass, I know you bitch You gets no ass, goin down like Nelly Every time that I turn
that I just cannot see Why don't you don't you don't you come and be with me I pretend to be cool with me, want to believe That I can do it on my own
TV screens and You think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know) But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell You see
) Hold on, so I can tell 'em who I is, a young school boy with one kid I think I'm five-eight, but yo, maybe I'm five-six With my boots off, I prefer
that you playin? - Working on somethin new. - Sounds like some bullshit. I mean, you really think the audience is gonna... - ... Well Rooster said I
I can call the telly L.A., Kelly Rowland, rollin' Next my ass, I know you bitch You gets no ass, goin' down like Nelly Everytime that I turn around You
screens and You think you know me but you really don't, you don't even know But I, I'm feelin' good about myself so I, I splurge a lil' Hell You see
me, more flashin than high beams Like, (Nelly, where you goin, can I go?), by all means Keep the door open, ??? ???, mami get in Matter fact, don't ya come without
night Hold on, so I can tell 'em who I is, a young school boy with one kid I think I'm five-eight but yo, maybe I'm five-six With my boots off, I prefer
in church and you the reverend 8, if you made to 4 dirty you straight if not you better
, more flashin' than high beams Like, Nelly, where you goin', can I go? By all means Keep the door open, drivin' the ave, mami get in Matter fact, don't ya come without
gonna move me back? Cause scooby doo can't even do that for a scooby snack You think you can, you think you can, don't even try it Cause instead you need to can
murphy lee) Hold on, so I can tell 'em who I is, a young school boy with one kid I think I'm five-eight, but yo, maybe I'm five-six With my boots off,
Brooklyn that's where I'm from (Number one) So if you got beef better think again (Number one) Cause you can't win (You can
Lee) Hold on, so I can tell 'em who I is, a young school boy with one kid I think I'm five-eight, but yo, maybe I'm five-six With my boots off, I prefer
