Now I g-g-g-g-

Bro it looks like your stuff your pants

I have a lot of songs left.

I, I, I'm feeling lonely. Oh, I wish I found a lover that could hold me. Now I'm crying in my room, so skeptical of love. But still I want it more, more, more.

We all know what you were focusing on we all know what you're focusing on

I'm doing well, me, and I wish I had a lover that could hold me, and I'm crying in my room, so it's good to call, oh, and I wish I'd carry more, oh, oh, I have a second to secure, but...

Bro, okay, you caught me off guard with, like, the booty, the wave, I doubted you for a second, but god damn!