Can't Take Me Home Medley

I never cared too much for love

It was all a bunch of mush, that I just did not want

Paid, was the issue of the day

If a girlfriend's got some game

Couldn't be more fly, getting paid was everything

But I am not every girl and I do not need that world to validate me

'Cause shorty has got a job, shorty has got a car

Shorty can pay her own rent

Do not want to dance if it is not in my heart

Most girls want a man with the bling bling

Got my own thing, got the ching ching

I just want real love

Most girls want a man with the mean green

But I am not every girl

And I do not need no G to take care of me, no

Because Shorty has got a job, Shorty has got a car

Shorty can pay her own rent

Do not want to dance if it is not in my heart

(Oh most girls)

Most girls want a man with the bling bling

Got my own thing, got the ching ching

I just want real love

Most girls want a man with the mean green

Do not want to dance if he cannot be everything that I dream of

A man that understands real love

Please don't come around talking about that you love me

Because that love shit just is not for me

And I don't wanna hear that you adore me

And I know that all you're doing is running your mind games

Don't you know my game beats these games?

So your best bet is to be straight with me

So you say you wanna talk, let's talk

If you won't talk, I'll walk

Yeah, it's like that

I got a new man, he's waiting out back

Now what, whatcha think about that?

Now when I say I'm through, I'm through

Basically, I'm through with you

Whatcha wanna say, had to have it your way, had to play games

Now you're begging me to stay

There you go, looking pitiful

Just because I let you go

There you go, talking 'bout you want me back

But sometimes it be's like that, so

There you go, talking 'bout you miss me so

That you love me so, why I let you go

There you go because your lies got old

There you go

Oh, don't you wish you could turn the hands of time

Don't you wish you still were mine?

I'd take you back?

You wish that things were simple like that, oh?

Till it's gone

But I knew it wouldn't be long, till you came running back

Missing my love, there you go

There you go, looking pitiful

Just because I let you go

There you go, talking 'bout you want me back

But sometimes it be's like that, so

There you go, talking 'bout you miss me so

That you love me so, why I let you go

There you go because your lies got old

You make me sick

I want you and I am hating it

Got me lit like a candlestick

Get too hot when you touch the tip

I am feeling it, I got to get a grip

And it is driving me crazy baby do not you quit

Cannot get enough of it

You got me going again

Baby, you got me going again

You make me sick

Look at you, there you go

You make me sick

You make me