J.R.! Sean Kingston! Kingston It's the remix everyone Everyone, it's the remix everyone Ayy girl, who you bout to? Guess you dangerous You got me suicidal Like Angel Dosa Never met a girl like this before Your way too The way she talk and the way she walk She make me go crazy Is it me or is it she? Somebody tell me I'm talking to myself Wait, this is not funny You make me better, like fabulous And you wipe me down like bouncy Let's go Beautiful girl That's why it'll never work You have me suicidal, suicidal When you say it's over Damn all these beautiful girls The only one that do your dirt They'll have you suicidal, suicidal When they say it's over You're just too beautiful, girl The number one on my list You know you are killing me See these On my wrist Psyche, what I look like I am way too busy feeling myself These are princesses, baby Ain't no way I'm If I'm thinking suicide It must be them phantom doors Your boy bout bringing toys out Maybe they should call me Santa Claus Pitching me Balushi Why would I go blaming Or even stupid go naming Proclaiming shorty the reason I'm thinking the Good squeezing I'm cold, it's winter season Be cool as autumn breezes I do what I pleases Jesus, Jesus Switch women like Regis Life is so beautiful You're way too beautiful, girl That's why it'll never work You have me suicidal, suicidal When you say it's over Damn all these You're just too beautiful You make me lose control Face like a model Shape like a bottle Every time I see you I just wanna be by your side You make me happy And then you hurt me badly I'm a thug on the street But a thug got feelings And I don't wanna be hurt So don't play with me Keep it real with me And you won't get hurt When the church asked God To help me with it I, I had to holler Cause it seems what's in them jeans Got little boots, it's suicidal I don't know what to do But I know one thing I wanna lose I say Sean I'm so convinced That she the one I'm confused, bruh But she brighten up my day When I see her Then she turn right back around And be a cheater Them ***y lips And them ***y hips They make me come back We fight and they have *** at night And I'm lovin' that Them USA girls And Jamaican girls They shape that thing of this They look you in your eyes And take your heart Out your chest, yeah Too beautiful, girl That's why it'll never work You have me suicidal Suicidal Suicide