T-Shawn - Nobody 2 Love lyrics

Chorus: Know, your tired, of loving Of loving with nobody to love, nobody, nobody Know, your tired, of loving Of loving with nobody to love, nobody, nobody So just know, your tired, of loving Of loving with nobody to love, nobody, nobody So just Know, your tired, of loving Of loving with nobody to love, nobody, nobody Verse 1: n***a say you leaving, you ain't never coming back? You left me here with all these feelings you never Shown em back, you out here winding, grinding, shinning Like you all up in a trap...a trap? like flip a stack a key? But did you flip a stack for me? n***a screaming that you love me How am I supposed to see? I see you loving all this music And this fashion, business...Please You told me that we'd be infinite, in..finite is just what we be I love you baby, No you don't you just love the pure Thought of me, n***a! I think of f**ing you, s**ing Tucking, not ducking, you slippin? Nah you sipping Maybe dipping, so Keep pimping pimping Cause this ain't what you want, I let you in I let you stay, and then you took just what you want n***a just look at what you don't, care about when you Hit that bong, remember back then when you wrote that song? well that was bull sh** n***a you was dead wrong, HA! Baby please, you make me feel crummy, i see you I see you smurkin, think this funny? Well "mhm honey" Chorus: Know, your tired, of loving Of loving with nobody to love, nobody Nobody Know, your tired, of loving, of loving with nobody to love, nobody, nobody So just know, your tired, of loving, of loving with nobody to love, nobody, nobody So just Know, your tired, of loving, of loving with nobody to love, nobody, nobody Verse 2: Know i know, your tired, of just loving these n***as Without loving these n***as, i know the problem Your too involved with your Goddessly figure.. Just stop the stressing, f** all these questions Get up off me my n***a, keep your hand off that trigger bu*terfly Kama Sutra, I took you places and got you wasted The sh** that you used to, come outa pockets like boosters For all the drinks that you drinking, and all he purses you rocking Got damn what the f** was i thinking And every time that we linking, you always that your bored Unless we balling out in Paris, or got Laker tickets on court Or we riding round in them city streets and i take your a** to that store, then you threw it all on that floor Got damn i don't want your a** no more Romiti ain't f**ing round with them bitties, took yo fine a** to that city, now you talking bout, that you walking out, well you better leave me them titis, mmmm, now Leave a call after that pound, if you ain't know by now You f**ing with the realest n***a around, i'm bound Chorus: Know, your tired, of loving Of loving with nobody to love, nobody Nobody Know, your tired, of loving, of loving with nobody to love, nobody, nobody So just know, your tired, of loving, of loving with nobody to love, nobody, nobody So just Know, your tired, of loving, of loving with nobody to love, nobody, nobody Bridge: Now i know, somebody, is drunk at this party, with nobody to love, nobody, nobody baby