Woah-oh-oh
You Know The Time
You Know The Time It IsIt′s Time We Have Some Make Up Sex

Let's F**k In The Kitchen, I′m Tryna Make Sure That You With It
You Know That I Get It
You Got A Spot, And You Know That I Hit It
You Got Somebody, Knew You Got Somebody
And You Know That Nigga, He Just Don't Hit It
'Cause If He Hit It The Way That I Hit It Right Now, You Just Would Not Be With Me

You Gotta Keep It A Buck With Yourself
Before I Chase You, I′ma F**k With Myself
Damn, I Don′t Wan' F**k With Myself
′Cause It's Lonely When I F**k With Myself
Low-key When I F**k With Myself
All Of These Nights Of Spending Alone
When I Get To Endin′ That Pussy
You Know You Gon' Low-key Have To Throw Me The Belt

You Told Me Last Night When We F**ked, This Was The Best Head You Ever Got
Don′t Lie
You Told Me Last Night When We F**ked, This Was The Best Sex You Ever Got
No, Don't Lie

I'm Getting Chills, You And Your Latest New Nigga Cannot Be For Real
You Wanna Blame Us F**kin′ On The Liquor
But You Know You Wanted To F**k On Your Feels
Go Spend Your Time In Texas, Now You Just One Of My Exes
I Ain′t Even 'bout To Stress It
′Cause When I Go Find Me Somebody Better, Promise That It's Gon′ Hurt

Yeah, It's Gon′ Hurt
It's Gon' F**kin′ Hurt
I Promise That You Gonna Feel How I Feel And That′s Hurt
I'm Hurtin′, Babe
And I'm So Ashamed