Tell me why
Ain't nothing but a heartache
Tell me why
Ain't nothing but a mistake
Tell me why
I never want to hear you say
I want it that way
No, I don't want no scrubs
A scrub is a guy that can't get no love from me
Hangin' out the passenger side of his best friend's ride
Trying to holla at me
She's got class and style
Street knowledge by the pound
Baby never act wild, very low key on the profile
I like the way you work it
No diggity, I got to bag it up, bag it up
I like the way you work it
No diggity, I got to bag it up, oh yeah
I don't know what they want from me
It's like the more money we come across
The more problems we see
California knows how to party
California knows how to party
I just wanna fly
Put your arms around me, baby
Put your arms around me, baby
I wish you would step back from that ledge, my friend
You could cut ties with all the lies that you've been living in
And if you do not want to see me again
I would understand, I would understand
That's me in the corner, that's me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
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