Tell me you don’t, tell me you do
You notice
So, what’s the point of wearing that then if you never notice? There’s sex in the air
I don’t think you notice
So, what’s the point of wearing that then if you never notice? Boy, I want you, but I’ma need to fill my sweet tooth
I can’t help it, if it ain’t you, uh huh
Boy, open invitation, take me down
Now covered up in lace to wait around
So, tell me, ah
I don’t think you notice, I don’t think you care
I don’t think you notice
So, what’s the point of wearing that then if you never notice? There’s sex in the air
I don’t think you notice
So, what’s the point of wearing that then if you never notice? Tell me you don’t (don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t)
Tell me you do (do, do, do, do)
Notice
So, what’s the point of wearing that then if you never notice? (Notice me, notice me, notice me, notice ooh)
(Notice me, notice me, notice me) Uh huh
I don’t think you know what I been doing
And what I got on, for you to take off
I don’t think you notice, I don’t think you care
I don’t think you notice
So what’s the point of wearing that then if you never notice? And dress me just the way I like it? I don’t think you know what I been doing, oh
What I got on (got on)
For you to take off (ah)
Yeah, I’ma take off if you make me wait
I don’t think you notice, I don’t think you care
I don’t think you notice
So, what’s the point of wearing that then if you never notice? Tell me you don’t (Tell me you don’t)
Tell me you do (Tell me you do)
You notice (ooh)
So, what’s the point of wearing that then if you never notice? There’s sex in the air
I don’t think you notice
So what’s the point of wearing that then if you never notice? Oh, since you noticed, I feel like you been losing focus
You lost the fire where the smoke is, uh huh
Do you wanna get behind it? Flip it over and recline it? Tell me you don’t (Tell me you don’t)
Tell me you do (Tell me you do)
Notice (Tell me, tell me)
So, what’s the point of wearing that then if you never notice?

[Verse 1]
Thought I’d end up with Sean
But he wasn’t a match
Wrote some songs about Ricky
Now I listen and laugh
Even almost got married
And for Pete, I’m so thankful
Wish I could say, “Thank you” to Malcolm
‘Cause he was an angel
[Pre-Chorus]
One taught me love
One taught me patience
And one taught me pain
Now, I’m so amazing
I’ve loved and I’ve lost
But that’s not what I see
So, look what I got
Look what you taught me
And for that, I say
[Chorus]
Thank you, next (Next)
Thank you, next (Next)
Thank you, next
I’m so fuckin’ grateful for my ex
Thank you, next (Next)
Thank you, next (Next)
Thank you, next (Next)
I’m so fuckin’—
[Verse 2]
Spend more time with my friends
I ain’t worried ’bout nothin’
Plus, I met someone else
We havin’ better discussions
I know they say I move on too fast
But this one gon’ last
‘Cause her name is Ari
And I’m so good with that (So good with that)
[Pre-Chorus]
She taught me love (Love)
She taught me patience (Patience)
How she handles pain (Pain)
That shit’s amazing (Yeah, she’s amazing)
I’ve loved and I’ve lost (Yeah, yeah)
But that’s not what I see (Yeah, yeah)
‘Cause look what I’ve found (Yeah, yeah)
Ain’t no need for searching, and for that, I say
[Chorus]
Thank you, next (Thank you, next)
Thank you, next (Thank you, next)
Thank you, next (Thank you)
I’m so fuckin’ grateful for my ex
Thank you, next (Thank you, next)
Thank you, next (Said thank you, next)
Thank you, next (Next)
I’m so fuckin’ grateful for my ex
[Post-Chorus]
Thank you, next
Thank you, next
Thank you, next
I’m so fucking—
[Bridge]
One day I’ll walk down the aisle
Holding hands with my mama
I’ll be thanking my dad
‘Cause she grew from the drama
Only wanna do it once, real bad
Gon’ make that shit last
God forbid something happens
Least this song is a smash (Song is a smash)
[Pre-Chorus]
I’ve got so much love (Love)
Got so much patience (Patience)
I’ve learned from the pain (Pain)
I turned out amazing (Turned out amazing)
I’ve loved and I’ve lost (Yeah, yeah)
But that’s not what I see (Yeah, yeah)
‘Cause look what I’ve found (Yeah, yeah)
Ain’t no need for searching
And for that, I’ll say
[Chorus]
Thank you, next (Thank you, next)
Thank you, next (Thank you, next)
Thank you, next
I’m so fuckin’ grateful for my ex
Thank you, next (Thank you, next)
Thank you, next (Said thank you, next)
Thank you, next (Next)
I’m so fuckin’ grateful for my ex
[Post-Chorus]
Thank you, next
Thank you, next
Thank you, next
Yeah, yee
Thank you, next
Thank you, next
Thank you, next
Yeah, yee

[Intro: Quando Rondo]
Pooh, you a fool for this one
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ay
Ooo, Quando Rondo nigga
Winners circle
[Chorus: Quando Rondo]
Unconditional fake love, that’s what they showed me (Showed me)
I been grindin’, perfect timin’ on my Rollie (Rollie)
EA Sports, I’m in the game ballin’ like Kobe (Kobe)
In the trenches rockin’ out wit’ my lil’ woadie
My girl rock her like a rockstar wit’ no guitar
I’ve been [?] on these bad, bad broads, all these pop stars
Cruisin’ on an interstate in a fast car
Bring the real cat scat, practice, not a NASCAR
NASCAR
[Verse 1: Quando Rondo]
Same pitfall, who we get, we were paper chasin’
Rubber bands inside my shoebox
Ain’t no nothin’ ’bout no safe (’Bout no safe)
Spendin’ shit and get it back it back again
That fixture’s in rotation (In rotation)
I know these niggas hatin’ but [?] it ’cause that just motivates
She hit it from the back, my jack got beated on her
Caught the pussy, gave that hustle and then I skeeted on her
I cut my partner off, no scissors, realized I ain’t needed homie
I put my trust in that lil’ bitty but she [?] around and cheated on me
Constant conversations with me ex, she wanna be together
I came up from the bottom so my motto “yeah, we Rich Forever”
Free my nigga Queasy, we hit licks together
Beefin’ wit’ the Opps, we swang that block
We take the sticks together, yeah
[Chorus: Quando Rondo]
Unconditional fake love, that’s what they showed me (Showed me)
I been grindin’, perfect timin’ on my Rollie (Rollie)
EA Sports, I’m in the game ballin’ like Kobe (Kobe)
In the trenches rockin’ out wit’ my lil’ woadie
My girl rock her like a rockstar wit’ no guitar
I’ve been [?] on these bad, bad broads, all these pop stars
Cruisin’ on an interstate in a fast car
Bring the real cat scat, practice, not a NASCAR
NASCAR
[Verse 2: Lancito]
Pull up in a fast car wit’ the doors goin’ suicide
Money over bitches, that forever be my alibi
Had to leave my bitch ’cause she [?] with the other side
Catch her wit’ a nigga, choppa singin’ like a lullaby
My new bitch, she be carvin’ but I think I love the chase tho’
Nike shoebox, got me screamin’ [?] a safe tho’
Stars in the ceilin’, this this outta space flow
They wanna let me [?] but let me hit in a Wraith tho’
My momma, she be trippin’ all night, I be schemin’
Balmain’s is on my body, it protects me from my demons
Half a mil’ on Worldstar, think I must be dreamin’
That’s my baby girl, she the Kel to my Kenan
And these niggas wanna beat me, they need me
And they know soon they gon’ see me, on TV
I be [?] all these pop stars like RiRi
Swear this shit is not a game now, believe me
[Chorus: Quando Rondo]
Unconditional fake love, that’s what they showed me (Showed me)
I been grindin’, perfect timin’ on my Rollie (Rollie)
EA Sports, I’m in the game ballin’ like Kobe (Kobe)
In the trenches rockin’ out wit’ my lil’ woadie
My girl rock her like a rockstar wit’ no guitar
I’ve been [?] on these bad, bad broads, all these pop stars
Cruisin’ on an interstate in a fast car
Bring the real cat scat, practice, not a NASCAR
NASCAR