Natasha Boy you know I love you, but this shit is crazy Told ya this the 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, Yeah Bent that couch, hands over your mouth Tryna not let anybody ya we fuss and we fight It always ends up the same way (baby doesn't this 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 love is the reason you don't wanna leave (Bent up, up, Bent up) You get mad and I cause you're mad I laughed It gets bad but then it's mm mm I put the no disturb on the You goin no where no more I got you, bent up, bent up, up Natasha Boy you I love you, but this shit is getting crazy ya this 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, Yeah New rules, no when we argue Is that cool? Make it easier to you Explore you, get wrapped up in my You mad? just cause you spoiled You got everything you want Everything you need I let you come first? Then I do me We go thru this all the time I let you leave I got you, up, bent 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, Yeah Bent that couch, hands over your mouth not let anybody hear ya Yeah we fuss and we It ends up the same way Bent up, up, Bent up...