Its the C. Breezy in the Its RnB money right here get it I hers I did that walked up in this motherf*cker the kid back You see the ice, you see the Truth is, I'm just doing to cover up the pain She left me, for good I home you can call it treason Im in the ones with my heart ain't leaking Dont smoke, but tonight I think I'll be yea I told my waitress to keep them bottles women all around me Ive been single for two or weeks now, but whose counting replaced you with a new girl, new girl She dont do for me the you do girl Im still lonely, Im still Im steady tryin to you with a new girl In the end the one I need is you girl Im Thinking you, Im thinking bout you, Thinking you, damn Im thinking bout you, All these new girls, they you girl Thinking bout you Ill be Im thinking bout you yeah So many shots kill me now Behind shades are tears of a f**king clown My heart is racing be the molly Or the fact that she up in here good without me Look at them bottles them red bottoms, whose her now I was go speak and try to make peace but look at this damn Look at this damn crowd, look at this crowd! its poppin but if you with it you we can leave now! I told my waitress to them bottles coming women all around me Ive been single for two or three weeks now, but whose Already replaced you with a new girl, new She dont do for me the you do girl Im lonely, Im still lonely Im steady tryin to replace you with a new In the end the one I need is you girl Im Brown] Thinking you, Damn Im thinking you, Thinking bout you, got a n*gga thinking bout you, All these new girls they not you Thinking bout you Ill be Im thinking bout you yeah. N*gga off in this club, got a hundred in my VIP I bet all of them wanna But your ass can get to me Im throwing up this money, money spend This fake ass n*ggas on that shit ima get this on your level since you wanna Ima give the new the d*ck as your punishment Now Im back up in this With my of and my chain on And Im at her booty Got that bomb on this Tank song No matter how many wanna do me I want you back in my ranges rove On the road no clothes, on the pole, game i told the waitress Just them bottles coming all around me, Its so many pretty ladies a stop counting I said already you with a new girl she dont do for me the things she do girl. Im lonely, Im still lonely Ive steady to replace you with a new girl In the end the only one I need is you I said, bout you, Im thinking bout you, Thinking you, gotta nigga thinking bout you, yeah All this new girls, they not you Thinking bout you Ill be Im thinking bout you yeah lonely, Im still lonely New girl, bottles poppin, life Im alone, alone