Alba s touto skladbou:
Talk A Good Game,
Kelly Rowland:
Hey love, thought that I'd just share my day
It felt a little bit crazy, baby
I cleaned the closet so I'm out of your way
I guess you can have your space
Well, I thought that I should write a letter
And I thought this would be better, don't yell
Kelly Rowland:
There's a million ways that I could tell you
But I think I'd rather show you it's over
And I won't be back no more
Don't you know, it seems to go
That you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone
Don't you know, it seems to go
That you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone
Gave you my heart, it slipped through your fingers
Now you don't want to play
Don't you know, it seems to go
That you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone
Kelly Rowland:
Oh love your dinner's waiting down the street
And you can have it your way
So the mess you made is yours to clean
So don't be looking at me See, I don't mean to disrespect you
But I think you could've done me better, don't you?
You fool
Kelly Rowland:
There's a million ways that I could tell you
But I think I'd rather show you it's over
And I won't be back no more
Don't you know, it seems to go
That you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone
Don't you know, it seems to go
That you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone
Gave you my heart, it slipped through your fingers
Now you don't want to play
Don't you know, it seems to go
That you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone
Wiz Khalifa:
Where you going? What you doing?
Oh, you must be at the point
Where you can't take this no more
So you grabbin' your stuff, walkin' out the door
Movin' so fast, forgot what we was even arguing for
Man, I know you like the back of my hand
You like to break up then make up
Roll me a joint soon as I wake up
When I put it down, mess up your makeup
Everything provided when you're rolling with a rider
You been in Hollywood so long
Your ass startin' to act Hollywood
Talkin' 'bout you gon' leave, probably should I ain't trippin' just a bunch of extra shit
I ain't missing, my sister tried to tell me 'bout you
I ain't listen, now we goin' down this road
Hit the smoke, said "bro, I've been here before"
And you know Kelly never lied
So can get your stuff and get to going
I'll get back to gettin' high
Kelly Rowland:
There's a million ways that I could tell you
But I think I'd rather show you it's over
And I won't be back no more Don't you know, it seems to go
That you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone
Don't you know, it seems to go
That you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone
Gave you my heart, it slipped through your fingers
Now you don't want to play
Don't you know, it seems to go
That you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone.
