Natasha Boy you know I love you, but this shit is getting Told ya this the time I'ma gon let ya ass play me I'm heading for the and the next thing I know you got me Bent up, up, Bent up, Yeah [x5] Bent that couch, hands over your mouth Tryna not let anybody ya Yeah we fuss and we It always ends up the way (baby doesn't this feel familiar) You say you don't why I can't be the man that you want me to be I think I'm just that, and this love is the you don't wanna leave (Bent up, Bent up, up) You get mad and I cause you're mad that I It gets bad but then mm mm good I put the no disturb on the You goin no where no more I got you, bent up, up, bent up Mosley: Boy you know I love you, but shit is getting crazy ya this the last time I'ma gon let ya ass play me I'm heading for the door and the thing I know you got me Bent up, Bent up, Bent up, Yeah New rules, no clothes we argue Is that cool? it easier to adore you Explore you, get wrapped up in my You mad? That's just you spoiled You got everything you want Everything you need Don't I let you come I just do me We go this like all the time I let you leave I got you, bent up, bent up, up Mosley: Boy you know I love you, but this is getting crazy Told ya this the last I'ma gon let ya ass play me I'm heading for the door and the thing I know you got me Bent up, Bent up, Bent up, [x5] Bent over couch, hands over your mouth not let anybody hear ya Yeah we and we fight It always up the same way Bent up, Bent up, up...