Friends With Benefits Top 20 Countdown [11-30-20]

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| 20 | Chris Brown – Say You Love Me ft Young Thug |
| 19 | Ne-Yo – U 2 Luv ft Jeremih |
| 18 | DJ Khaled – Popstar ft Drake |
| 17 | Pop Smoke – The Woo ft 50 Cent & Roddy Ricch |
| 16 | Saweetie – Tap In |
| 15 | Juice WRLD – Wishing Well |
| 14 | Young Dolph – RNB ft Megan Thee Stallion |
| 13 | The Weeknd – Blinding Lights |
| 12 | Don Toliver – After Party |
| 11 | DJ Khaled – Greece ft Drake |
| 10 | H.E.R. – Slide ft YG |
| 9 | Megan Thee Stallion – Savage |
| 8 | Lil Baby – Emotionally Scarred |
| 7 | Justin Bieber – Holy ft Chance the Rapper |
| 6 | Jawsh 685 – Savage Love |
| 5 | 24kGoldn – Mood ft Iann Dior |
| 4 | Travis Scott – Franchise ft Young Thug & M.I.A. |
| 3 | DaBaby – Blind ft Young Thug |
| 2 | Internet Money – Lemonade ft Don Toliver, Gunna & Nav |
| 1 | Drake – Laugh Now Cry Later ft Lil Durk |
Friends With Benefits Top 20 Countdown [11-15-20]

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| 20 | G-Eazy – Hate The Way |
| 19 | Meghan Thee Stallion – Savage |
| 18 | DJ Khaled – Greece ft Drake |
| 17 | Pop Smoke – The Woo ft 50 Cent & Roddy Ricch |
| 16 | Saweetie – Tap In |
| 15 | Drake – Laugh Now Cry Later ft Lil Durk |
| 14 | Cardi B – WAP ft Megan Thee Stallion |
| 13 | Jhene Aiko – BS ft H.E.R. |
| 12 | Internet Money – Lemonade ft Don Toliver, Gunna & Nav |
| 11 | Jawsh 685 – Savage Love |
| 10 | Young Dolph – RNB ft Megan Thee Stallion |
| 9 | Lil Baby – Emotionally Scarred |
| 8 | 24kGoldn – Mood ft Iann Dior |
| 7 | Jack Harlow – What’s Poppin |
| 6 | Travis Scott – Franchise ft Young Thug & M.I.A. |
| 5 | Juice WRLD – Wishing Well |
| 4 | DJ Khaled – Popstar ft Drake |
| 3 | DaBaby – Blind ft Young Thug |
| 2 | Don Toliver – After Party |
| 1 | The Weeknd – Blinding Lights |
Mullato – Muwop [Nightly JAM]

[Intro: Mulatto & Gucci Mane]
Big Latto
Guwop
Ayy (J. White, I need a beat I can go off on, ooh)
Ayy
[Verse 1: Mulatto]
I’m a freek-a-leek (Oh)
But I can’t let a broke nigga beat (No)
Know we from the streets (Yeah)
So when you see me, nigga, don’t speak (Shh)
Put ’em straight to sleep
I don’t sell pussy, but this ain’t cheap (On God)
Abracadabra, got rappers and trappers
Yeah, I got some tricks up my sleeve (Woo)
Drama? I’m with the shits
You want a problem? I wanna hit
Old ho-ass, trick-ass, ready-to-snitch-ass
Simp-ass, weak-ass bitch (Bitch)
My DM is flooded, my AP is flooded
Still wet this bitch up with the stick (Grrah)
Don’t give a fuck, I’m runnin’ it up
Big Latto, I pop my shit (Yeah)
[Chorus: Mulatto]
‘Cause I’m a very freaky girl (Yeah), get it from my mama (Yeah)
I’m not with the games, I’m with all the drama (Drama)
Make him give me brain in the front seat of the Hummer (Hummer)
Make him give me brain (Ayy) in the front seat of the Hummer (Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah)
‘Cause I’m a very freaky girl (Girl), get it from my mama (Mama)
I’m not with the games (Games), I’m with all the drama (Drama)
Make him give me brain (Ayy) in the front seat of the Hummer (Hummer)
Make him give me brain (Ayy) in the front seat of the Hummer (Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2: Mulatto]
I look good-good, bitch, I’m fine-fine (Fine-fine)
Make him give me brain, make him give me Einstein
I walked in the meetin’, label seen a dollar sign (Cash)
It took a couple M’s for me to sign the dotted line
Slim waist with a booty, this nigga dumb if he lose me (Yeah)
This boy think I love him, bitch, I’m Big Latto not Suzie (Bitch, yeah)
Film him eatin’ this coochie (Oh), I swear my life is a movie (Oh)
Walked on nasty with Boosie and now I got one with Gucci (Wop)
[Chorus: Mulatto]
‘Cause I’m a very freaky girl (Yeah), get it from my mama (Yeah)
I’m not with the games, I’m with all the drama (Yeah)
Make him give me brain in the front seat of the Hummer (Hummer)
Make him give me brain (Ayy) in the front seat of the Hummer (Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah)
‘Cause I’m a very freaky girl (Girl), get it from my mama (Mama)
I’m not with the games (Games), I’m with all the drama (Drama)
Make him give me brain (Ayy) in the front seat of the Hummer (Hummer)
Make him give me brain (Ayy) in the front seat of the Hummer (Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
First I take off her bra, she like to fuck in the car
I just shot up the club, that mean I’m fuckin’ her raw
When your bitch seen me, she fell in love on the spot
Don’t wear your heart on the sleeve, don’t put no trust in no thot (No)
I’m a crazy-ass nigga, got a bipolar temper
Go to sleep with my pistol, go to war ’bout my sister
I would fix my bitch body, but she was fine already
Tried to sign Mulatto, but she was signed already (Well, damn)
Chopsticks like Karrueche, I’ma film, make a movie
Sick and tired of Big Gucci, couldn’t retire for Gucci
Can’t expire, work for hire, favorite rapper is Gucci
Favorite trapper is Gucci, I’m a legend like Tookie
Opposite of John Legend, I touch keys with no music
Ask “How I know it’s a hit?” (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt), because J. White just produced it (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Favorite gun is the Uzi, favorite rapper is Gucci
Favorite trapper is Gucci, I’ma film, this a movie
[Chorus: Mulatto]
‘Cause I’m a very freaky girl (Girl), get it from my mama (Mama)
I’m not with the games (Games), I’m with all the drama (Drama)
Make him give me brain (Ayy) in the front seat of the Hummer (Hummer)
Make him give me brain (Ayy) in the front seat of the Hummer (Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah)
‘Cause I’m a very freaky girl (Girl), get it from my mama (Mama)
I’m not with the games (Games), I’m with all the drama (Drama)
Make him give me brain (Ayy) in the front seat of the Hummer (Hummer)
Make him give me brain in the front seat of the Hummer (Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bryce Vine & Cheat Codes – Stay [Nightly JAM]

[Chorus: Bryce Vine]
I know I gotta leave but I wanna stay
Take another shot for the memory
Don’t wanna leave you, I’m tryna be here
Know I gotta leave but I wanna stay
Why we gotta work when we wanna play?
Take another shot for the memory
Don’t wanna leave you, I’m tryna be here
Know I gotta leave but I wanna stay
[Verse 1: Bryce Vine]
Cancel my flight
I’ll be home Sunday but not just tonight
Push back my life
I take for granted these things that I like
Champagne showers are comin’ down
Plans on ice, I go in and out
Ain’t no way I can stick around
I say the same thing еverytime
[Chorus: Bryce Vine]
I know I gotta leavе but I wanna stay
Take another shot for the memory
Don’t wanna leave you, I’m tryna be here
Know I gotta leave but I wanna stay
Why we gotta work when we wanna play?
Take another shot for the memory
Don’t wanna leave you, I’m tryna be here
Know I gotta leave but I wanna stay
[Post-Chorus: Bryce Vine]
Gotta leave, gotta leave (Gotta leave)
Gotta leave but I wanna stay
Gotta leave, gotta leave (Gotta leave)
Know I gotta leave but I wanna stay[Verse 2: Bryce Vine]
Cancel my ride
We in this convo just startin’ a vibe (A vibe)
I can’t decide
Smoke to my left and Patron to my right
3AM and it’s gettin’ loud
One more hit then I’m passin’ out
Ain’t no way I can stick around
I say the same thing everytime
[Chorus: Bryce Vine]
I know I gotta leave but I wanna stay
Take another shot for the memory
Don’t wanna leave you, I’m tryna be here
Know I gotta leave but I wanna stay
Why we gotta work when we wanna play?
Take another shot for the memory
Don’t wanna leave you, I’m tryna be here
Know I gotta leave but I wanna stay
[Post-Chorus: Bryce Vine]
Gotta leave, gotta leave (Gotta leave)
Gotta leave but I wanna stay
Gotta leave, gotta leave (Gotta leave)
Know I gotta leave but I wanna stay
[Verse 3: Bryce Vine]
I know we got a lot we could celebrate
Man I want it all, I don’t wanna wait
Still I never get enough
Slow it all down, ’til I’m lost in another rush
One more hour, another mile
Three shots later, I’m in and out
Ain’t no way I can stick around
I say the same thing everytime
[Chorus: Bryce Vine]
I know I gotta leave but I wanna stay
Take another shot for the memory
Don’t wanna leave you, I’m tryna be here
Know I gotta leave but I wanna stay
Why we gotta work when we wanna play?
Take another shot for the memory
Don’t wanna leave you, I’m tryna be here
Know I gotta leave but I wanna stay
[Post-Chorus: Bryce Vine]
Gotta leave, gotta leave (Gotta leave)
Gotta leave but I wanna stay
Gotta leave, gotta leave (Gotta leave)
Know I gotta leave but I wanna stay
Gotta leave, gotta leave (Gotta leave)
Gotta leave but I wanna stay
Gotta leave, gotta leave (Gotta leave)
Know I gotta leave but I wanna stay
Ella Mai – Not Another Love Song [Nightly JAM]

[Intro]
I don’t wanna mess this up
Could it be too much to say I’m in—
[Verse 1]
Deep in, swimmin’ in my feelings
I’ve been here before but it feels like I’m drownin’
Sinkin’, am I overthinkin’?
Tell me, am I foolish to think you need me here?
Oh, oh, oh, ooh, oh
I wanna do this again
Oh, oh, oh, ooh, oh
[Pre-Chorus]
I’m goin’ down ’cause I know that it’s you I see in my dreams
I’m goin’ down, let me drown over you, livin’ in my dreams (In my dreams)
[Chorus]
I love the way you do it, don’t stop, don’t wanna lose it
I love the way you do it to me (To me)
I love the way you (The way) do it, don’t stop (Do it to me), don’t wanna lose it
I love the way you do it to me (I love the way you do it to me)
Oh, oh, oh, oh
[Post-Chorus]
I don’t wanna mess this up
Could it be too much to say I’m in—
I just wanna know what’s up, do you feel it? ‘Cause I think I’m in (Lovе)
[Verse 2]
I’m finna take my time, my mind, my rules
This ain’t no crimе
Makin’ love to you, though you ain’t say this
But I had a hard time waitin’ for you, boy (Oh, oh, oh)
Like ooh, boy, you, boy
Got me where you want, just gotta say and it’s on
It’s like, ooh, boy, do you know you got me like where do you go and you ignore though, I, I (I wanna do this again)
Oh, oh, ooh, oh, I wanna do this again (I wanna, I wanna)
Oh, oh, ooh, oh, I wanna do this again
Oh, oh, ooh, oh
[Pre-Chorus]
I’m goin’ down ’cause I know that it’s you I see in my dreams
I’m goin’ down, let me drown over you, livin’ in my dreams (In my dreams)
[Chorus]
I love the way you do it, don’t stop, don’t wanna lose it
I love the way you do it to me (I love it)
I love the way you (The way) do it, don’t stop (Do it to me), don’t wanna lose it
I love the way you do it to me (I love the way you do it to me)
Oh, oh, oh, oh
[Post-Chorus]
I don’t wanna mess this up
Could it be too much to say I’m in—
I just wanna know what’s up, do you feel it? ‘Cause I think I’m in
Love (Love)
[Outro]
I guess it’s all in my head until you let my body know
‘Cause everyone needs you, babe
Want nobody but you, babe
So tell me what you gon’ do, babe?
Not another love song
Travis Scott – Franchise ft Young Thug & MIA

[Intro: Travis Scott]
Yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah
Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm
Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm
[Chorus: Travis Scott & Young Thug]
Yup, in my white tee
Yeah, call up Hype Williams for the hype, please
Uh, they gon’ wipe you before you wipe me
On boxes of checks, not my Nikes (Yeah)
[Verse 1: Travis Scott, M.I.A. & Young Thug]
Cacti, not no iced tea (Ah)
Uh, got ’em bamboozled like I’m Spike Lee (Ah)
Uh, you need more than Google just to find me (Ah)
Uh, I just called up bae to get her hyphy (Ah, ooh)
Incredible, ici-ici, general
I just start the label just to sign me
Uh, me and CHASE connected like we Siamese (Woo, woo, woo, ooh, ooh)
Uh, we’ve been on the run, feel like a crime spree, talk to me nicely (Yeah)
(I seen his face, seen it) Yup, on his white tee, uh (Let’s go)
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Yeah, yup, call the Sprite people (Call ’em, hol’ on, brrt)
Private flight to France, tryna sight-see (On private flights, brrat)
Popped ’em in his hands, he was typin’ (Da, da, da)
Caterpillar ‘Rari, I fold it, lift it up (Up)
I went on the stand, told the judge to pass my cup (Ayy)
Ran up twenty million, told the Devil, “Keep the luck” (Luck)
Keep that, keep that ho (Uh-uh)
R.I.P. Pop, keep the smoke (Ayy, slatt)
Talk to me nicely (Talk to me nicely)
Keep her on a chain, that ain’t like me (That ain’t like me)
Scotts with no strings, you can’t tie me (Scotts with the, hol’ on, bitch)
I’m higher than the plane, I’m where the Skypes be (Doo, doo, doo, doo, hee)
Yeah, yep, in my slime tee (Doo, doo, doo, hee)
Princey in his prime, yee (Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, hee)
Yellowbone too feisty, yee (Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, hee)
Clean him up, no napkin, yee (Doo)
[Chorus: Travis Scott & Young Thug]
Yup, in my white tee (Yeah)
Yeah, call up Hype Williams for the hype, please (It’s lit)
Uh, they gon’ wipe you before you wipe me (Phew)
On boxes of checks, not my Nikes (Ooh, yeah)
[Verse 3: M.I.A., Travis Scott & Sheck Wes]
‘Scuse me, zi-zi-zi-zi-zi-zi-zi-zi, don’t be missin’ in Mississippi
Dip a sippy, make ’em happy, make ’em copy
Make ’em get me Chippi Chippi (Yeah)
There’s a lot I’m gon’ spend
Tell me when, I beam you to pull up, you gon’ shootout while I spin
Trippin’ like I’m trigger happy; saltfish, ackee, ackee
Golf buggy, Kawasaki; catch a fish: sushi, maki, livin’ life
London city, left the town (Ah)
Thug and Travis be the fam
[Verse 4: Travis Scott & Young Thug]
Yup, yeah, you know that (Slatt)
And when they free us out, it’s gonna be a film, a Kodak (Yeah)
Shoot me pourin’ right above the rim like Pollack
I’ve been rippin’ and runnin’, not slippin’ or slidin’, athletic tendencies
I’ve been up since, cheffin’ it, whippin’ it to the base rock, I provide the remedy (Let’s go)
When we open gates up at Utopia (It’s lit), it’s like Zootopia
You see the crosses over ya (Yeah), that’s how you know it’s us
At 4 A.M. I’m phonin’ ya’, not for no shoulder rub
Them JACKBOYS open cleaners up, the way they fold and tuck
[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Yup, in my white tee (Yeah)
Yeah, call up Hype Williams for the hype, please
Yeah, they gon’ wipe you before you wipe me
Yeah, on boxes of checks, not my-, checks, not my
[Outro: M.I.A.]
(Maya!) I be where the fuck the light be
Bangers in the system, it’s
Bangers in the system, it’s
Ancient Anunnaki
Bangers in the system, it’s that
Bangers in the system, it’s that
M.I.A.
Friends With Benefits Top 20 Countdown (09-20-20)

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| 20 | Lil Baby – Emotionally Scarred |
| 19 | DaBaby – Rockstar ft Roddy Ricch |
| 18 | Lil Wayne – Shimmy ft Doja Cat |
| 17 | Pop Smoke – The Woo ft 50 Cent & Roddy Ricch |
| 16 | Doja Cat – Like That ft Gucci Man |
| 15 | Saint Jhn – Roses (Imanbek Remix) |
| 14 | Post Malone – Circles |
| 13 | Blackbear – Hot Girl Bummer |
| 12 | Jack Harlow – What’s Poppin |
| 11 | Juice WRLD – Wishing Well |
| 10 | Rod Wave – Girl Of My Dreams |
| 9 | DJ Khaled – Popstar ft Drake |
| 8 | Don Toliver – After Party |
| 7 | J Balvin – Un Dia ft Dua Lipa, Bad Bunny, Tainy |
| 6 | The Weeknd – Blinding Lights |
| 5 | Justin Bieber – Intentions ft Quavo |
| 4 | Jawsh 685 – Savage Love |
| 3 | StaySolidRocky – Party Girl |
| 2 | Cardi B – WAP ft Megan Thee Stallion |
| 1 | Saweetie – Tap In |
Friends With Benefits Top 20 Countdown (09-13-20)

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| 20 | J Cole – Lion King On Ice |
| 19 | Justin Bieber – Intentions ft Quavo |
| 18 | Jawsh 685 – Savage Love |
| 17 | Juice WRLD – Wishing Well |
| 16 | YG – Swag |
| 15 | Lil Wayne – Shimmy ft Doja Cat |
| 14 | Saweetie – Tap In |
| 13 | Lil Mosey – Top Gone |
| 12 | Camilla Cabello – My Oh My ft DaBaby |
| 11 | Doja Cat – Like That ft Gucci Man |
| 10 | DJ Khaled – Popstar ft Drake |
| 9 | The Weeknd – Blinding Lights |
| 8 | Lil Baby – Emotionally Scarred |
| 7 | DaBaby – Rockstar ft Roddy Ricch |
| 6 | Chris Brown – Go Crazy ft Young Thug |
| 5 | Blackbear – Hot Girl Bummer |
| 4 | Cardi B – WAP ft Megan Thee Stallion |
| 3 | Saint Jhn – Roses |
| 2 | Post Malone – Circles |
| 1 | StaySolidRocky – Party Girl |
Ted Park – Dance Like Jay Park [Daily JAM]

#tedpark #parlaypass #dancelikejaypark Stream Dance Like Jay Park: https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/ted… Ted Park feat Parlay Pass – Dance Like Jay Park (Produced by Crookid) @tedparkboi @parlaypass @hi__crookid Directed by Fake Dell @fakedell Mixed and mastered by Dacota G @dacotag Presented by @pluggedinsaho @dugin3000 Rest in Peace Jugg Nino. Fly high little brother 💛 @Juggexotic
[Intro]
(Hi, Crookid)
[Chorus: Ted Park]
Diamonds dancing like Jay Park
No pretty boy, but I break hearts
My shooters don’t miss, they don’t play darts
My bros with the shits, they gon’ take part
Big body whip, they be riding for me
I won’t let my brother die in the streets
I’m the one that these bitches be dying to me
I hit it once, then she iron the sheets, she grinding her teeth
He might have drip, but me and that boy, we not the same
I heard that boy was a lame
I’m on my path, they be riding and switching in lanes
Too many switching for fame
She thicky-thick, watch her switch when she walk in that denim
I forgot if it’s Gucci or Wang
Gripping a spark, hope you come with that flame
I don’t feel shit and we smile through the pain
[Verse 1: Ted Park]
I heard them boys tryna ball, but they’re spraining their shit
I told coach put me in the game
I’m tryna win like I’m Mike, go and get me a chip
Get the guap without hitting a stain
Chips with the guac, lately been eating a lot
Back then, had no cash for buffet
My teacher said I’d work for minimum wage
I make more than that bitch when I jump on a stage
Pack of the runts, bro ship the packs every month
Pray it touch down in the state
She smoking the wood, she want the bat not a bunt
Touching base I make a triple play
Make sure we all good, I ain’t never gonna leave my mans
Take an L, bounce back, never leave no plans
Been through hell, looking back when I had no bands
Now look, I’m the man
[Chorus: Ted Park]
Diamonds dancing like Jay Park
No pretty boy, but I break hearts
My shooters don’t miss, they don’t play darts
My bros with the shits, they gon’ take part
Big body whip, they be riding for me
I won’t let my brother die in the streets
I’m the one that these bitches be dying to me
I hit it once, then she iron the sheets, she grinding her teeth
He might have drip, but me and that boy, we not the same
I heard that boy was a lame
I’m on my path, they be riding and switching in lanes
Too many switching for fame
She thicky-thick, watch her switch when she walk in that denim
I forgot if it’s Gucci or Wang
Gripping a spark, hope you come with that flame
I don’t feel shit and we smile through the pain
[Verse 2: Parlay Pass]
The pleasure and pain (Woah)
You could never relate (No)
I always had grams (Wait)
Now they mention my name
Fuck all the fame and the clout
I need to get my mama a new house
Family depend on me, can’t let ’em down
Free all my bros out the pen, let ’em out (Free my dog)
One day, came a long way from that subway
Eating so good like a buffet
Bad lil’ bitch and her butt fake (Yeah)
She is a dancer
Fucking with trappers and scammers (Ayy)
Welcome to Atlanta
Pay 1k, got a young shooter like Trae
[Chorus: Ted Park]
Diamonds dancing like Jay Park
No pretty boy, but I break hearts
My shooters don’t miss, they don’t play darts
My bros with the shits, they gon’ take part
Big body whip, they be riding for me
I won’t let my brother die in the streets
I’m the one that these bitches be dying to me
I hit it once, then she iron the sheets, she grinding her teeth
He might have drip, but me and that boy, we not the same
I heard that boy was a lame
I’m on my path, they be riding and switching in lanes
Too many switching for fame
She thicky-thick, watch her switch when she walk in that denim
I forgot if it’s Gucci or Wang
Gripping a spark, hope you come with that flame
I don’t feel shit and we smile through the pain
Ne-Yo & Jeremih – U 2 Luv [Daily JAM]
I don’t want nobody else
It’s straight shots, no champagne sipping tonight (It’s that kind of night)
Add Netflix to this massage, better yet, turn that shit off
‘Cause I love to hear you cussing at me
Like, “Ooh, shit, baby, too deep”
You never felt this feeling when I touch you (Ooh)
I never love (Yeah), nobody like I love you (Nobody like I love you, ayy)
I don’t want nobody else (Nobody else, yeah, yeah)
I only want you to love (You to love, oh, oh)
I don’t want nobody else (Nobody else, yeah, yeah)
Let’s play “Oui” while we French kiss it all night (Oh-woah, yeah-yeah)
Let’s lay down while we watch stars
Let’s dance until last call
Wake up, you text, you thinking about me (Oh, no)
Yeah, I never felt a feeling without touching (Feeling without touching, oh no)
I never loved, nobody like I love you (Nobody like I love you)
I don’t want nobody else (Nobody else, yeah, yeah)
I only want you to love (You to love, oh, oh)
I don’t want nobody else (Nobody else, yeah, yeah)
Kissing on you in public (Ayy)
They could tell its mine, don’t touch it
If you ever leave me, I’d be upset
Talking sick to my stomach, I don’t play about my woman now
In the sheets to a love song
Your heartbeat be the beat I put words on, oh-oh
(Ooh) Yeah
We should be team us (Team us)
Girl I want you all the time
Oh you ease my mind
I don’t want nobody else (Nobody, nobody, yeah, yeah)
I only want you to love (You know I only want you to love, babe)
I don’t want nobody else (Nobody ooh-ooh, yeah, yeah, ayy)
I don’t want nobody else
Talking sick to my stomach I don’t play about my woman now
Body else (Nah, nah, nah, nah-nah-nah-nah, no)
I don’t want nobody else (No, nobody)
I only want you to love (I don’t want nobody, I don’t want nobody)
I don’t want nobody else (Yeah, yeah)








