Desperation (feat. Jamie N Commons)

Girl, you give me writer's block

I'm at a loss for words

My mind's as lost as yours

I rack my brain, but still no thoughts emerge

Never seen no ass as large as yours

How much that cost?

That's what I call a cost to splurge

You drive me bonkers

I'm about to get my swerve on for sure

Thought I was pimpin'

Till I felt like Nas the First

Date 'cause I think I gave you power

When I gave you flowers

In a vase, a box of chocolates

Throat lozengers, cough drops and Certs

Probably should've never let me

Call that job of yours

To talk to your boss and ask him

If you can take off from work

Should've been one of the first

Signs that caused alert

Man, we jumped in too fast

'Cause since then

I just can't be apart from her

'Cause nobody's body's awesomer

I lust it and she loves me

'Cause I'm popular, but

You know this ain't love

Oh no, no, this ain't love

You know this ain't love

You know this ain't love

What is it then?

It's desperation

She's lookin' for Mister Right

Wants me to be that guy to her

It's desperation

I can't even put up a fight

'Cause I give in at the sight of her

And here I go again

Well obviously, oblivious to me

I swore I was just invisible to you

Till I went to the lengths I did to meet you

'Cause you played so hard

To get with me from the beginning

Now, I'm in disbelief

I never knew that this could be such misery

'Cause now you see nothin' but me

And I don't see nothin' but you

And I'm about to flip

'Cause we are super glued in

We stuck to each other's hips

And we can't do anything individually

Which is to cling on, scared to be alone

Can't specifically describe it

I just can't seem to give a reason

This definitive, just need you

Talkin' 'bout, I live and breathe you

And you pretend to be as

Mentally and physically addicted to me

As Wiz Khalifa is to reefer

Don't wanna be without you

Don't wanna be with you neither, bitch

Put me in a situation

In which it's both I wish to seek

'Cause this ain't

You know this ain't love

Oh no, no, this ain't love

You know this ain't love

You know this ain't love

What is it then?

It's desperation

She's lookin' for Mister Right

Wants me to be that guy to her

It's desperation

I can't even put up a fight

'Cause I give in at the sight of her

And here I go again

Just want you to myself

Don't wanna share you with no one else

What the fuck you whispering for?

You get on my nerves, you make me sick

I think our relationship

It seems to be on the fritz

I mean, it's time that we just split

And leave the games behind

Your frame of mind

Ain't the same as mine

I think you need to finish

Developing a little more mentally

To get the picture

That's a negative, Alicia

I will never give the keys up

To the crib ever again

No Visa, not even

A gift certificate from Tiffany's

You better have an epiphany

Slut, guess what? What?

The lease up

I'm just mad the time it took to discover

You were using me for loot

Like I used you for looks

Oh, thought you was too good for me, huh?

Yeah, toots, used to be my Carrie Underwood

I was your lumberjack

But I can't stomach this

I'm leavin' you, I'm not comin' back

She said, the fuck with that

Where's my Louisville Slugger at?

She grabbed that fucking bat

And swung it at my head

I barely ducked and that's

That's when she came up with a kick to the nuts twice

Steel toe, girl probably coulda put a hunnid yard field goal

Through the uprights

You know this ain't love

Oh no, no, this ain't love

You know this ain't love

You know this ain't love

What is it then?

It's desperation

She's lookin' for Mister Right

Wants me to be that guy to her

Lord, it's desperation

I can't even put up a fight

'Cause I give in at the sight of her

And here I go again (It's desperation)