I know, you be all alone
When I'm on the road
I know, that you miss me
But I gotta go
Gotta get this bag
& You ain't gotta worry bout a thing baby
You know I'm yo man
Go tell your friends
& I take you to France
Maybe japan
Let's hit the land
Go back to back
Makin' all these bands
Spending all this cash
I can never stay mad
With yo sexy ass
Came a long way up from the bottom
You was down for me girl you was ridin'
Never leave you out in the cold
Oh never no
Cus you make my food and wash my clothes
& scratch my back & drop it low
Stay on yo toes & kill these hoes
I know they mad cus you got chose
But you on top yea It's a go
Yea yea yea yea yea
I know, you be all alone
When I'm on the road
I know, that you miss me
But I gotta go
Yea I gotta go
But I'll be on the way I'm coming home
I cannot leave you there alone
No no no no no
Ahhh ahhh
Mmm mmm
Mmmm mmmm
Ahhh ahhh ahhh ah