Texty: Ne-Yo. Shot Down.

You should blame Ne-Yo, the tracking tail, of young player
Shot down in this crime, check it out
Cut it right to the chase I?ma keep it bro
? my wight from that side of the dance floor, sugar
My shoes are stepped on, my great ? are gone, I spilled it
Tryn to get over here, but I ain?t tripping cause I got paid for every drink that I spill,
A bottle replaces it
Every chick I loose, a model replaces it
I?m sorry forgive me, I?m bragging ? ?
I?ve been out of my way to check and ain?t
Something that happens every day in fact
Girl I came, remember the last time I had to go get my
Normally they just ? to the truck
I pick one that I want then we bounce to the spot
We do what we do and then I tell I hit the block
But then I picked a name so pack it up and let?s go
What was that? What you mean? No Gotcha
Oh no no no, gotcha X2
I thought I was the man in the ? of my ?

Oh no no no, gotcha X2
I thought I was the man in the ? of my ?

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Then momma look, you must not understand
You?re standing in the presence of the man
Any woman in here that I wantin
And all I do is becoming its hard that I?m gonna get, don?t trip
I?m knowing this is a little scary, happens ?so very, I am your envy
I?m gonin to get you red goose and cranberry, the yellow canary, juice must be ?
Little momma, didn?t mean to intimidate,
I can feel I?m worthy of humiliate
I know you?re thinkin to yourself this is really great
All momma girls here wants me to get ?
Well it?s you little momma, it?s you
I forget people early, beein a fool it?s cool
Take a ? show me life?s good, What ?
I just feel tryin to say nooo
Oh no no no, gotcha X2
? in the palm of my hand.