Gribs on your waist Front way back way You know that I dont play Streets not safe But I never run away Even when I'm away OT, OT There's never much love when you go ot I pray to make it back one piece I pray, I pray I need a one dance Got a hennessy in my hands One more time before I go Higher power is taking a hold on me I need a one dance Got a hennessy in my hands One more time before I go Higher power is taking on me Baby, I like your style I was good on my own, thats the way it was Thats the way it was I was good on my own, that's the way it was, that's the way it was You was good on the low for a faded fuck, on some faded love Shit, what the fuck you complaining for? Feeling jaded, huh? Used to trip off that shit I was kickin' to you Had some fun on the run though I give it to you But, baby, don't get it twisted You was just another nigga on the hit list Tryna' fix your inner issues with a bad bitch Didn't they tell you that I was a savage? Fuck your white horse and a carriage Bet you never could imagine Never told you, you could have it You needed me Ooh, you needed me Feel a little more and give a little less Know you hate to confess But, baby, who, you needed me You needed me Ooh, you needed me You needed me Ooh, you needed me