Okay you got it. Okay you got it Champagne on that ass Just keep it poppin' Keep it poppin' Cause you South Beach soaking for the Sauga City kid Baby, I'm riding around and getting it Swear I'm riding around, and they sweating it Cause I know, I got you for sure Yeah, couple shots of patron have us right in the zone Baby, yeah That's just the specifics baby, we get it, we get it Just let your pussy talk. Don't let this feeling fade Girl cut them bitches off. They ain't got shit to say.
So tell me how is it supposed to end? 'Cause I've got this empty space inside of me Where I let you in I can't hear the sound of it beating It's so hard breathing, I need to believe in love So tell me how is it supposed to end With one heart missing