Scr1b3 - Can't Be Alone (Intro)

Ohh, Ohh
Yeah
Late night when you call my phone
Say you don't want to be alone
I'm on the way, I won't be too long
Throw you on the bed, slide your panties off
She a bad bitch, she a real red bone
Whole lot on your mind, I will help you let go
Why you lie all the time? Acting like you special
Whole lot on your mind, trying to help you let go

Yeah, I only keep it real, why you mad at me?
We can fuck and make up, making love on the balcony
Always pull up, why the hell you doubting me?
And I only want you, I don't want apologies
I need you on the side of me, seen it like a prophecy
I keep my guard up, I can't show it get it out of me
I give you my heart, you don't ever got to lie to me
The love and the trust, that's one hell of a dichotomy
Flying first class, you don't want to do economy
Chanel Number Nine for the fragrance, we not minor league
It's a lot on the line, I don't do this shit casually
You could die from a broken heart, yeah that shit a tragedy

Late night when you call my phone
Say you don't want to be alone
I'm on the way, I won't be too long
Throw you on the bed, slide your panties off
She a bad bitch, she a real red bone
Whole lot on your mind, I will help you let go
Why you lie all the time? Acting like you special
Whole lot on your mind, trying to help you let go

Give a fuck what these herbs say, hit her on the first date
She a bad bitch, she should be up on a runway
Said that I'm a player, she don't know if she could trust me
Make her give me top in the bathroom on a lunch date
Told her baby keep it real, move it one way
I got plans for the top spot, bands on the way
Said she like designer drugs, well my mans on the way
Trying to beat her walls down, trying to rip out her lace
We been sipping cognac, getting nasty all day
Trying to put a baby in her while I'm bumping Sade
I'm a keep it real baby, I'm not acting Broadway
I'm a certified freak, fuck her in the hallway
We can do this shit in public, talking bout broad day
She has never had a nigga smooth as me, and that's not great
I don't know about them, but their pedigree fake
Trying to hit her in the hot tub while she lick my chains
Yeah, she do whatever when I say, and she don't complain
And she love to top me off in the coupe swerving lanes
Tell me, what you know about that? Always got to bounce back
Feel like we up in the strip, I love the way she clap that

Late night when you call my phone
Say you don't want to be alone
I'm on the way, I won't be too long
Throw you on the bed, slide your panties off
She a bad bitch, she a real red bone
Whole lot on your mind, I will help you let go
Why you lie all the time? Acting like you special
Whole lot on your mind, trying to help you let go

Written by:
Ammar Finamore

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