I found out that love was a drug
Now I need to look for a plug
I found out that love was a drug
Now I need to look for a plug
I found out that love was a drug
Now I need to look for a plug
Yeah, I met her right in the club
I found out that love was a drug
Now I need to look for a plug
Put my heart under the rug
No one got to know
No one got to know
Heartbreak, heartbreak
Just another hole
You been keep on knocking at my door
I'm a letterman, ooh
Bad hoes, I'm a letterman, too
Falling hard like a letterman, ooh
You got me intoxicated
All the things that you do
Always have these complications
When I'm loving on you
Yeah, I care about your heart
You should, too
You be tearing me apart
Like you do
And I told you
From the start
I love you
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I found out that love was a drug
Now I need to look for a plug
Yeah, I met her right in the club
I ain't getting close, no
I found out that love was a drug
Now I need to look for a plug
Put my heart under the rug
Put my heart under the rug
Not to know
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Everybody knows
Bitch, you gotta go
Cause I said, so
Said, so
Laid up in a casket
Thought it was your mattress
First we made love, then you made me mad

You gave me your heart and I didn't know that it was plastic
Fake, everything comes back to lucid
Drinks, next thing you know you hurt me
I don't wanna keep you on the low-key
Pour a cup of Hennessy, much time eternity
Fill it up with your straight burnies
Fill it up with your straight working
Mix it with a parquet, now I'm slurring
I'ma * a bad bitch, come from Germany
She be tryna judge a nigga, can't tell me
I found out that love was a drug
Now I need to look for a reply
Yeah, I met her right in the club
I ain't getting close
I found out that love was a drug
Now I need to look for a reply
Put my heart under the rug
No one got to know
Oh face
Nah, nah nah nah
Nah, nah nah nah
Hey G-Money you promised you money
No chasers you straight nigga
To the top of the ta-
I don't wanna love no more
Passed out, fell on the floor Got the juice like Tupac, no Shakara
Told you I'm the man, yeah, I'm always in So pop a cup of waffle on the floor
She said she really like the kids from the band So I told her I'm the kid from the band
But really, I'm the kid with the bands Really, I'm the kid with the bands
She said she wanna take the trip to France Just to buy a pair of pants
She told me she don't got another man Then said it to her other man
I know it really never depends I know her love will never end
I know I am stuck in a trap She got me and never ever left
Brand new bitch to match my whooped and bitchy forehead
She got me and never ever left

Never for a bitch to make her lose her boring
Kids don't always start snoring I didn't even know I fell asleep
That little bitch a freak Told her marry me
I'ma beat it up, tell her rest in peace Ain't no limits to my *, I feel like Master P
I'm Picasso with the *, now here's a masterpiece
Little people repeat on my phone all day I'm like Givenchy or Balmain
So I'm like, yeah, I'm like
Ain't gon' stop me I feel like a Rolex
Cause you niggas try to watch me Try to clock me
Shoes, I gotta cop it You ain't getting money, then you need to stop it
Hennessy and Xanax, I mix it, I'm getting nauseous
Proceed, proceed With caution, nosebleed
She gets too often, she know me Kobe, I'm ballin', nosebleeds
How you ballin' when you sittin' in the nosebleeds?
* 12, I ain't fuckin' with you I ain't fuckin' with you
I don't pull up to Boxer with the police Niggas thinkin' it's their own But they
not, no
You want shells?
Cool, I'ma give em' tacos Get cheese, hell yeah
Nachos Get cheese, hell yeah
Just Nachos Nacho bread
I get hit Giovatchi on my bed
You heard what I said Murder what I wrote
There's some men who know * that pencil, tho
All I know is get my cash up laid Got theesis
So you really need to catch up, yeah
Today's a new day, yesterday's over
She can call me everything except sober
She invite me over, * her till she fall in a coma
Say I got the cry of a liar
At least I'm not lying
Went to L.A. just to Californicate
Relocate in a new estate
New state with a new hoe
Got a new face, ass new cake
If you couldn't tell, I'm drunk
Heard you got a boyfriend
I may have to pop the truck
I've had enough
I'm not for nothing
Got a reply, and I'm done
Hit em from the back and I watch the bitch speak in tongues
If you * with my bitch You probably did it for the cash, and I don't
Run it up and never stop
Poliz like a Roly cause they wanna watch
Poliz like the police cause they want a cop
We'll see you next time.