I found out that love was a drugNow I need to look for a plugI found out that love was a drugNow I need to look for a plugI found out that love was a drugNow I need to look for a plugYeah, I met her right in the clubI found out that love was a drugNow I need to look for a plugPut my heart under the rugNo one got to knowNo one got to knowHeartbreak, heartbreakJust another holeYou been keep on knocking at my doorI'm a letterman, oohBad hoes, I'm a letterman, tooFalling hard like a letterman, oohYou got me intoxicatedAll the things that you doAlways have these complicationsWhen I'm loving on youYeah, I care about your heartYou should, tooYou be tearing me apartLike you doAnd I told youFrom the startI love youOh, oh, oh, oh, ohI found out that love was a drugNow I need to look for a plugYeah, I met her right in the clubI ain't getting close, noI found out that love was a drugNow I need to look for a plugPut my heart under the rugPut my heart under the rugNot to knowOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ohEverybody knowsBitch, you gotta goCause I said, soSaid, soLaid up in a casketThought it was your mattressFirst we made love, then you made me madYou gave me your heart and I didn't know that it was plasticFake, everything comes back to lucidDrinks, next thing you know you hurt meI don't wanna keep you on the low-keyPour a cup of Hennessy, much time eternityFill it up with your straight burniesFill it up with your straight workingMix it with a parquet, now I'm slurringI'ma * a bad bitch, come from GermanyShe be tryna judge a nigga, can't tell meI found out that love was a drugNow I need to look for a replyYeah, I met her right in the clubI ain't getting closeI found out that love was a drugNow I need to look for a replyPut my heart under the rugNo one got to knowOh faceNah, nah nah nahNah, nah nah nahHey G-Money you promised you moneyNo chasers you straight niggaTo the top of the ta-I don't wanna love no morePassed out, fell on the floor Got the juice like Tupac, no ShakaraTold you I'm the man, yeah, I'm always in So pop a cup of waffle on the floorShe said she really like the kids from the band So I told her I'm the kid from the bandBut really, I'm the kid with the bands Really, I'm the kid with the bandsShe said she wanna take the trip to France Just to buy a pair of pantsShe told me she don't got another man Then said it to her other manI know it really never depends I know her love will never endI know I am stuck in a trap She got me and never ever leftBrand new bitch to match my whooped and bitchy foreheadShe got me and never ever leftNever for a bitch to make her lose her boringKids don't always start snoring I didn't even know I fell asleepThat little bitch a freak Told her marry meI'ma beat it up, tell her rest in peace Ain't no limits to my *, I feel like Master PI'm Picasso with the *, now here's a masterpieceLittle people repeat on my phone all day I'm like Givenchy or BalmainSo I'm like, yeah, I'm likeAin't gon' stop me I feel like a RolexCause you niggas try to watch me Try to clock meShoes, I gotta cop it You ain't getting money, then you need to stop itHennessy and Xanax, I mix it, I'm getting nauseousProceed, proceed With caution, nosebleedShe gets too often, she know me Kobe, I'm ballin', nosebleedsHow you ballin' when you sittin' in the nosebleeds?* 12, I ain't fuckin' with you I ain't fuckin' with youI don't pull up to Boxer with the police Niggas thinkin' it's their own But theynot, noYou want shells?Cool, I'ma give em' tacos Get cheese, hell yeahNachos Get cheese, hell yeahJust Nachos Nacho breadI get hit Giovatchi on my bedYou heard what I said Murder what I wroteThere's some men who know * that pencil, thoAll I know is get my cash up laid Got theesisSo you really need to catch up, yeahToday's a new day, yesterday's overShe can call me everything except soberShe invite me over, * her till she fall in a comaSay I got the cry of a liarAt least I'm not lyingWent to L.A. just to CalifornicateRelocate in a new estateNew state with a new hoeGot a new face, ass new cakeIf you couldn't tell, I'm drunkHeard you got a boyfriendI may have to pop the truckI've had enoughI'm not for nothingGot a reply, and I'm doneHit em from the back and I watch the bitch speak in tonguesIf you * with my bitch You probably did it for the cash, and I don'tRun it up and never stopPoliz like a Roly cause they wanna watchPoliz like the police cause they want a copWe'll see you next time.