See every time we get together, man
It's what you call, one of those things, yeah
Young Goldie, AD, if you ain't tryna let her go
You better let her know, B street
You know they jockin', but I don't
Really give a damn what they's in for
'Cause what we had, was special
And enough to make me never wanna leave home
Maybe you're right and I'm wrong
I was too young 'n' dumb to notice
I know it looks bad but we don't
Have to deal with our problems alone
Now that I'm here, so would you stop cryin'?
Have no fear 'cause I'ma start tryin'
Girl, it's so clear, without you I'm dyin'
No, I can't let it end, so girl, I'm checkin' in
Can somebody call the doctor?
Shawty tryna give me a heart attack
Can somebody call the doctor?
And prescribe me somethin'
That'll show me how to act
If she's gone, woah, woah
If she's gone, woah, woah
I won't, I can't go on, no
When you left, girl, it felt like
My heart stopped beating
And my lungs stopped breathin'
And, baby, you're the reason
I've got to do right, the truth is that I
I ain't worth a damn without you
Just wanna take the time to slow it down
And cherish every moment that you're around
Let me change your mind about me now
And show you what my love is about
Now that I'm here, stop cryin'?
Have no fear 'cause I'ma start tryin'
That it's okay, without you I'm dyin'
And I can't let it end, so I'm checkin' in
Can somebody call the doctor?
Shawty tryna give me a heart attack
Can somebody call the doctor?
And prescribe me somethin'
That'll show me how to act
If she's gone, woah, woah
(What do I do?)
If she's gone, woah, woah
(I don't know)
I can't go on, no
(Please, don't go)
Okay, first time I met her, I remember it like yesterday
I was in my old school, she was in the Escalade
Pulled off on the exit, then I pulled up next to her
No time for flexin now, I knew I had to get next to her
All black she love shades, classy as she wanna be
Could tell how I'm jockin' she could have me if she wanted me
Now that I got her, I'ma need a doctor if she leave me
Girl, I need for you to know, I need you, baby
Can somebody call the doctor?
Shawty tryna give me a heart attack
Can somebody call the doctor?
And prescribe me somethin'
That'll show me how to act
If she's gone, woah, woah
If she's gone, woah, woah
I won't, I can't go on, no, no
Writer(s): Lloyd Polite, Adonis Shropshire, Jacoby White
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