Yeah.
It's the Ilana, baby.
She'll turn it up.
I like that.
Yo, keep... Yeah.
I'm happy.
Yeah.
Does he love me?
Does he really love me?
Got him at the mall in the parking lot.
He said, Keisha looking good and you're looking hot.
He was running game and it sounded good.
He said he loves me.
He's talking on the phone almost every night.
He said he didn't want me dealing with no other guy.
Am I the only one or was it just a lie?
But does he love me?
Does he...
Is it all about me?
Will I be one and only?
He don't know a thing about me.
Should I really be a shorty?
Is it all about me?
Will I be as one and only?
He don't know a thing about me.
Should I really be in shorty?
Thinking to myself, busy leading me on.
But if the venom is right, I don't want to be wrong.
Should I get with him?
Cause I need to know.
Oh, she said she loves me.
What am I supposed to do now?
Fallen for this boy and he has no
Is it just the things he's got?
Am I down for the way I feel?
He is one and only.
He don't know a thing about me.
Should I really be in your league?
She said she loves me, that she makes it all around me.
Well, that means one and only.
You don't know a thing about me.
Should I really be insured?
Should I really be?
I've got problems.
But it ain't one.
You see, I throws it down crazy.
It's the Il Nana, baby.
Listen here, God.
playing with that money i'm a vk general my box game nothing i got this dude named amelio from h town
Cranberry make back with the shades there.
And yo, Keesh wrote the mother young world.
When I'm done, you be stunting like a lump.
an old girl, Stalin and Rebecca, shake up on your neck, but you're stuntin' through Ontario.
fox in the stereo i'm in the hood going hard through the bullet ball make taunting
my dude pop keep a fresh p.s
in this air hop.
Holler if y'all hear Fox.
Keyshia Fox on the Kingston block.
Selling hard in this rock top, telling you about me.
One and only You don't know a thing about me
Should I really be shorty?
She says she loves me Does she miss it all about me?
He don't know
You don't know a thing about me.
Should I really be in shorty?
Does he love me?
Is it all about me?
Truth about it all, he's got me feeling inside.
And if I try to hold it in, I'll be living a lie.
He's got every little thing that I've got.
But she doesn't love me, baby, she doesn't love me
Love means one and only.
You don't know a thing about love.
Can I really be your shorty?
