Blu Cantrell

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Big up to all the Brooklyn massive crew
Some they pay no mind, but now them notice Blu
So take your ones, your fiftys, put your hundreds to
your shoes
And to my fans you know I love you
To the top we be chargin’
I’m not leavin’ till someone stops rockin’
All the soldiers come back and start marchin’
And mi see myself sellin’ in black market
You say you love, say you love me
But you’re never there for me, yeah, mmm...hmm...
You’ll be cryin’, slowly dyin’
When I decide to leave, oh, oh
All we do is make up
Then break up
Why don’t we wake up
And see
When love hurts
It won’t work
Maybe we need some time alone
We need to let it breathe
Breathe
Breathe
Breathe
You’re only lonely when your homey
Ain’t got a ride or no loot, yeah, uh-huh
Then comes the drama
Some other girl is claimin’ she’s goin’ out with you,
hmm...hmm...
All we do is make up