YouÂ’re so fine
From your toes
to your hips
and your face
???
please donÂ’t kick me out
on the streets
out the door
I donÂ’t wanna stay on my cousinÂ’s couch no more
I canÂ’t do it
I canÂ’t go back to living that way
Sweet sweet sugar momma
I know that i can change
I wonÂ’t do the shit
That piss you off
Or make you mad
Like come home late to dinner with your business friends
Or being out late night with the fellas at the club
Or the time I forgot your birthday at the studio
And I will try to be a little more sensitive
Cause I love you baby boo boo
And I need a place to live

I canÂ’t go back to Jersey
I ainÂ’t going back
I canÂ’t go back to Jersey
I ainÂ’t going back
I canÂ’t go back to Jersey
I ainÂ’t going back
Ay yo why ya
Why ya
Why ya gotta do me like that

Yo I canÂ’t go back to Jersey
Yo I ainÂ’t going back
Ay yo I canÂ’t go back to Jersey
I ainÂ’t going back
I canÂ’t go back to Jersey
I ainÂ’t going back
Yo why ya
Why ya
Why ya gotta do me like that
like that
And you donÂ’t stop

Yo
I got a message from my girl
Who was furious and crying
She said whoÂ’s the chick youÂ’re speaking with
Last night
And stop lying
Oh no
What could I do
IÂ’m against the wall
Well I was fronting with this honey
I mean I pocket call
For fifteen minutes she had me leaning on tilt
Now she got the kitchen knife
And sheÂ’s staring at the diznick
Nothin happened
I didnÂ’t touch her
didnÂ’t make her smile
didnÂ’t even fuck her
DidnÂ’t grind for a little while
DidnÂ’t even laugh
Buy a drink or hold her hand
She slapped me in the face and said
Pack your shit man

I canÂ’t go back to Jersey
I ainÂ’t going back
I canÂ’t go back to Jersey
I ainÂ’t going back
Yo I canÂ’t go back to Jersey
I ainÂ’t going back
Ay yo why ya
Why ya
Why ya gotta do me like that

Yo I canÂ’t go back to Jersey
I ainÂ’t going back
I canÂ’t go back to Jersey
I ainÂ’t going back
I canÂ’t go back to Jersey
I ainÂ’t going back
yo why ya
Why ya
Why ya gotta do me like that
like that
And you donÂ’t stop
Matt Bronsten

You know IÂ’m storming
Trying to get back in good graces
I keep leaning on ????
Tripping on my shoelaces
I really love ya
IÂ’ll rub a dub ya
IÂ’ll fill the tub with bubbles
On the double
Oh shit
IÂ’m in trouble
Buy you flowers
Cook you dinner
I hope my friends donÂ’t see me running 'round like Bruce Jenner
That would not be cool it might
Ruin my rep
And my main objective is to
keep the bed we slept
Last night
And the night before last
???
I was driving fast
Take care of the situation
police shootout
From the lock
because she just threw all my shit out the window on the block
I canÂ’t go back to jerseyÂ…Â…Â….


Lemonade
Lemonade
Lemonaaaaaaadeee