Do you think about me? Do you think about me? Do you think about me? Do you think about me? You think about money when you think about me, huh That's
Yeah, whoa I know this isn't what I wanted I never thought it'd come this far Just thinking back to where we started And how we lost all that we are
{Nick} Yeah {Taylor} We were both young, when I first saw you, I close my eyes and the flashback starts. I'm standing there on a balcony in summer
I know this isn't what I wanted I never thought it come this far Just thinking back to where we started And how we lost all that we are We were young
But there is one voice that has never been heard before, The voice of old Mr. World himself, The way he might sound if he could speak to us in our own
Oh, oyy Yeah, yeah Baby, I know when we started out There were things you didn't know But, baby girl, we got a lotta things we need to discuss I know
It's not a question of love 'Cause our love has never changed But all the little things keep piling up And life keeps getting in the way [Chorus:] Don
I heard a human voice in an adding machine and my brain slipped out of my ear Which made it hard to hear A customer clapping in approval A bird flew
Once upon a time there was a story so unreal is hard to tell And no one seems to understand Once within my mind there was a name that I can't even start
Sparkling trees of silver foam Cast shadows soft in winter home Swaying branches breaking sound Lonely forests trembling ground Masquerading leaves of
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah When the strap out you know what that 'bout We do it my way 'cause a crime wave Whoa, wave, whoa, wave I wave the heat
Yeah, 50 I gave her books to read, fed her mind with knowledge Gave her street smarts, shit, you can't get in college She's a reflection of me 'til you
Man I'm gonna do my thang, get up! It's crazy in the club when I'm in there man, get up! Trust me homie I'm not playin', get up! Now get on the dance
Have a baby, have a baby by me, baby, be a millionaire Have a baby by me, baby, be a millionaire Have a baby by me, baby, be a millionaire Be a millionaire
Yeah, na, na, na, na Yeah, na, na, na, na Now me, I'm the life of the party A little bit of juice, little bit of the gin A little bit of Moet, bottles
[Intro:] Dre, niggas think we're bullshittin'! [gun cocks] Yeah! Yeeaaaah! [Chorus:] Nigga try me son, he best have the heat on him! Want my eyes closed
[Chorus: 50 Cent] I don't really think she want me back then She want me nowwwww She can play games all she wants, she cannot pretend She like my styyyyyle
[Intro: 50 Cent] I get down, I get down, I get down (yeah, yeah) I get down, I get down (I like the way that sounds) I get down, I get down, I get down
