Natasha Boy you know I love you, but shit is getting crazy Told ya this the last I'ma gon let ya ass play me I'm heading for the and the next thing I know you got me Bent up, up, Bent up, Yeah [x5] Bent over that couch, over your mouth Tryna not let anybody ya we fuss and we fight It always ends up the same way (baby this feel familiar) You say you don't understand why I can't be the man you want me to be I think I'm just that, and this is the reason you don't wanna leave (Bent up, up, Bent up) You get mad and I cause you're mad that I It gets bad but then it's mm mm I put the no on the door You ain't goin no where no I got you, bent up, up, bent up Natasha Boy you know I you, but this shit is getting crazy Told ya this the last time I'ma gon let ya ass me I'm heading for the door and the next I know you got me Bent up, Bent up, Bent up, Yeah New rules, no when we argue Is that cool? Make it easier to you Explore you, get wrapped up in my You mad? That's just you spoiled You got everything you want that you need Don't I let you come I just do me We go this like all the time I let you leave I got you, bent up, up, bent up Mosley: Boy you I love you, but this shit is getting crazy Told ya the last time I'ma gon let ya ass play me I'm for the door and the next thing I know you got me Bent up, Bent up, Bent up, [x5] Bent over that couch, over your mouth Tryna not let hear ya Yeah we fuss and we It ends up the same way up, Bent up, Bent up...