Just Because

I got you flowers Just because I don't a give fuck I give two of 'em I got you flowers Tryna make it up My apologies You'll probably throw them away And it's okay I don't need anybody But somebody would sure be nice Somebody would sure be nice Walking on the shore in the Grey moonlight All night arguing who's right You right? I'm wrong Hell naw You saw What I seen Girl Whatchu mean? I ain't I like that I stay busy doing my raps Nothing crazy Baby you know I wouldn't trade that ass for the whole world Keep going out with ya home girls God bless em They keep bringing ya home (Right) I can tell you in the zone cause Ya hair pulled back Not giving a fuck And I know I shouldn't go there But oh well So tell me Do you ever think about forgetting the past, forgiving each other, and fucking me right here? I got you flowers Just because I don't give a fuck I give two of em I got you flowers Tryna make it up Imma roll four That's two, each For the two of us I got you flowers Just because I don't give a fuck I give two of em I gotchu flowers Tryna make it up My Apologies It's probably too late But here's the bouquet anyway