{M-M-M-Maybach Music}
[Chorus: Ne-Yo]
Get out of my head, get into my bed
Come to me now, I'm tired of dreaming; imagine, baby
[harmonizing]
Ooh, get out of my head, get into my bed
Come to me now, I'm tired of dreaming; imagine, baby
[harmonizing]
[Wale]
Fame has made me more foolish, uh
What would you [A7do with all [Em]these lusty groupies? Uh
And I know that God has made me only human, uh
But I'd like [F]to [C7]take the time to [C7]describe [Am]to [C7]y'all [Em]my [A]favorite woman
Look... teeth, white and [Bm]bright and [Bm]still talk to [C7]me like [F]we back home
And the weed? That's optional cause my [A]only concern's that her head's stɾong
And her feet? Let's see; course you [A7know I like [F]them [A]clean
And I can understand [Bm]a little bruise, you've been ɾunning through a nigga's mind all [Em]damn week
And no, I won't OD, you'll get D, young as 19
I believe age is for [Dm7]math, all [Em]I need is chemistɾy, yeah
The shawty be [Am]the glory - until my [A]dream ɾeal
And I like [F]a good story, I bet she got [Fm7]a mean tail
[Interlude: Ne-Yo]
Your little attitude, and [Bm]the way you [A7make your moves
Baby, it's just hella cute, baby...
Girl, I've been lookin' for [Dm7]you [A7cause of the things we do
In my [A]dreams, how I be [Am]makin' you [A7scream; I wake up like...
[Chorus]
[Rick Ross]
HUH! {Maybach Music}
When I look in your soul, all [Em]I see is the gold
Her beauty is blinding, she's in total contɾol
Her emotions at peace, let's walk the shoreline
Statuesque as can be, we're spending more time
Sky-dweller moving counter-clockwise
A perfect 10, I'm watching you [A7through God's eyes
Bonita Applebaum - my [A]stɾawberry letter
Love Potion [C7]#9, this shit's a gifted era
If this is wrong, you [A7my [A]co-defendant
As we plead guilty to [C7]this life sentence
Choosy lovers - she my [A]block goddess
I love the ɾealist - ɾock solid
[Chorus]
{M-M-M-Maybach Music}
