Therapy

Like one, two, three, four
Can't handle the pressure of you
Listen, what's up

Nine, ten, eleven, twelve

And I was Mr Pink
Shawty, you ain't gotta be scared of me
Can't do it, shawty, can't deal with you, babe
But I got to go, gotta get missin'
One, two, three, four
You can get the hell up out my door
When the cops come what I could say

And that same couch cashed in
Gotta get us back to the way
Can't handle the pressure of you, yeah yeah
I'ma get a girl with a ass just as soft
Can't handle the pressure of you, yeah yeah
Next mornin' Basta Perez
Ooh, why she say that? Ouch
Before I break now
Ooh ooh
Five, six, seven, eight
Listen, what's up

I don't need your sex, I'll masturbate

I was chokin' you in a good way, good way
'Cause you still gotta get your shit together, girl
I can't do it, shawty, can't deal with you, babe
Remember those nights on the kitchen sink?
Shawty, you ain't gotta be scared of me
Nine, ten, eleven, twelve
I don't need your sex, I'll masturbate
Any girl I take out, media take her
Five, six, seven, eight
You can go to hell all I care, yeah
Can't do it, shawty, can't deal with you, babe
Show me your Janet Jackson's if you nasty
Can't do it, shawty, can't deal with you, babe
You ain't gotta kick me out
Now we in the streets and I'm chokin' you in a hood way
But you still need to get your shit together, girl
We used to be back in the day
Who do I call to talk to?
I'll get out my own house

I gotta lower the phone decibels
You can go to hell all I care, yeah
Can't do it, shawty, can't deal with you, babe

I don't need your sex, I'll masturbate
Now listen to T-Pain ass sing
You can go to hell all I care, yeah

But I know I cannot stay
Can't do it, shawty, can't deal with you, babe

What do I do? What do I say?
You know how all that gossip is
What do I do? What do I say?

But I got to go, no more kissin'
I know you ain't used to us bein' friends
Gotta get us back to the way
Bitch, give me back my couch
Five, six, seven, eight
Like one, two, three, four

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
All we need is therapy
Get the hell up out my door
Just to talk, just a thought
This ain't the way I wanted it to end
Ooh, you too much pressure doll
Can't handle the pressure of you, yeah yeah
Can't handle the pressure of you, yeah yeah
You ain't gotta go away
I'm not tired, let's go, feel it
All we need is therapy

You gonna raise my cholesterol

Who do I call to talk to?
Nine, ten, eleven, twelve
You swear man dolls like reservoir
That we used to be back in the day
Can't handle the pressure of you, yeah yeah
I need a break now

Get the hell up out my door
Oh, like
You said you want to cut my nuts off like Jesse Jackson, classy