Til The End Of Time

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah, yeah, yeah, mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm Gettin' that, gettin' that bag right She want me hit it in the bed like all night Better slow down, girl, we're just friends Take a hold of my hand till we see the end Garments and garments, that's all on my ass Niggas be hating, but they don't got a bag, no And I get it real fast, whoa Top three like Michael Jackson I'm tryna get in your ocean Baby girl, tell me your emotions I'm in love with her, and she in love with me, yeah I'm around the world, I'm in overseas, Cut off all them girls, you're the one I need, yeah Till the end of time, take a grab of my hand I'ma make you mine, I'ma make you my plan Further down the road, need you right by my side Like a shining star in the sky, shawty, you know you so bright Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah Uh-huh, okay Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah