Therapy Lyrics

Ah, take a sip of this eh, let's go I want you to feel this beat, baby I'm not tired, let's go, feel it
Listen, what's up This ain't the way I wanted it to end But I got to go, gotta get missin' You ain't gotta kick me out I'll get out my own house But you still need to get your shit together, girl
What do I do? What do I say? Gotta get us back to the way That we used to be back in the day Who do I call to talk to? Shawty, you ain't gotta be scared of me All we need is therapy
Like one, two, three, four Get the hell up out my door Five, six, seven, eight I don't need your sex, I'll masturbate Nine, ten, eleven, twelve You can go to hell all I care, yeah
Can't do it, shawty, can't deal with you, babe Can't handle the pressure of you, yeah yeah Can't do it, shawty, can't deal with you, babe Can't handle the pressure of you, yeah yeah
Listen, what's up I know you ain't used to us bein' friends But I got to go, no more kissin' You ain't gotta go away But I know I cannot stay 'Cause you still gotta get your shit together, girl
What do I do? What do I say? Gotta get us back to the way We used to be back in the day Who do I call to talk to? Shawty, you ain't gotta be scared of me All we need is therapy
Like one, two, three, four Get the hell up out my door Five, six, seven, eight I don't need your sex, I'll masturbate Nine, ten, eleven, twelve You can go to hell all I care, yeah
Can't do it, shawty, can't deal with you, babe Can't handle the pressure of you, yeah yeah Can't do it, shawty, can't deal with you, babe Can't handle the pressure of you, yeah yeah
Ooh ooh Ooh, you too much pressure doll You gonna raise my cholesterol I gotta lower the phone decibels Just to talk, just a thought
I'ma get a girl with a ass just as soft You swear man dolls like reservoir And I was Mr Pink Remember those nights on the kitchen sink?
I was chokin' you in a good way, good way Now we in the streets and I'm chokin' you in a hood way When the cops come what I could say You know how all that gossip is
Next mornin' Basta Perez Any girl I take out, media take her I need a break now Before I break now Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Show me your Janet Jackson's if you nasty You said you want to cut my nuts off like Jesse Jackson, classy Ooh, why she say that? Ouch Bitch, give me back my couch And that same couch cashed in Now listen to T-Pain ass sing
Oh, like One, two, three, four You can get the hell up out my door Five, six, seven, eight I don't need your sex, I'll masturbate Nine, ten, eleven, twelve You can go to hell all I care, yeah
I can't do it, shawty, can't deal with you, babe Can't handle the pressure of you, yeah yeah Can't do it, shawty, can't deal with you, babe Can't handle the pressure of you
Now get outta my face, bitch