I mean usher is this what it come to man
This is how we gon' do it
I mean I making grass grow baby, ya know
Seeds become plants
Boys become men
Want we gon' do
Wrapped around our girls like pashminas
Whats my demeanor
The grass is always greener on the other side
To think of I can't give her a ring up
I couldn't give a fuck
I could I give a finger
Let alone half baths and closets
So claustrophobic if there were close objects
Now its sort of like two door garages
Its like two broads minagin'
Your the best mama!
Is there any chance
That you remember me being any more than just a horrible man
And would you consider
Pullin' this trigger
And taking a second shot at romance
Oh Babe
I want the days when you were my girl
And I was your man
Know I took you for granted
But…