Must Be (Feat. Chris Brown)

Must be, you Must be Must be, you Must be Shawty, where you goin' Verse 1: Rockie Fresh Whippin' and swervin', hittin' them curbs 'Cause I'm on my way to come get you Yeah The way that you serving making me nervous Nobody give me this feeling Feeling We don't do dates but we can relate 'Cause we just be smokin' and chillin' Yeah Know you been waitin', gotta stay patient We'll be on top in a minute Minute I saw it in the beginning, yeah Yeah You were bound to give me problems Go back and forth like it's tennis Yeah You got everybody watching But I see the stars when I'm in it Yeah But I gotta leave when I'm finished Gotta get back to my business Money and fucking these bitches Chorus: Chris Brown You must be lonely, you must be sad Keep hitting up my phone and asking where I'm at You be complicated, it still make me laugh She's a real pain in the ass, but she still get the bag When I'm mad I still want her with me Like the first day we met, first time we had sex, babe Girl, just hold on to me Don't be afraid, no, no No more lyin', no more cheatin' No more spyin' for no reason Cut it out, cut it out You know how much I love you And how much I need you Verse 2: Rockie Fresh How much I need you I be on my way to come see you, see you You got a man we ain't equal, equal I would never do you like he do, he do Most of these girls be see through, see through Why your home girls so evil, evil Ain't none of your friends' business Ain't none of your friends' business 'bout what we do You wanna be more than a number two I wanna be more than a one night dude I'm just tryna chill and fuck on you I'm just tryna make you comfortable I'm just tryna make you comfortable Hit that block and stunt with you Anything you wanna do, anything you wanna do Chorus: Chris Brown You must be lonely, you must be sad Sad Keep hitting up my phone and asking where I'm at Ask, yeah You be complicated, it still make me laugh She's a real pain in the ass, but she still get the bag When I'm mad I still want her with me Like the first day we met, first time we had sex, babe Girl, just hold on to me Don't be afraid, no, no No, no, no, no, ooh No more lyin', no more cheatin' No more cheatin' No more spyin' for no reason Oh, no, no, no Cut it out, cut it out You know how much I love you And how much I need you