Lonely - Tank, Chris Brown

I brought hoes

I did that

Walked up in this mother fucker like the kid back

You see the ice, you see the range

Truth is I’m just doing this to cover up the pain

She left me, for good reason

I disrespected home, you can call it treason

I’m in bleeding ones what my heart in leaking

Don’t walk with it tonight I think I’ll be cheatin

I told my waitress keep them bottles coming women all around me

I’ve been single for two or three weeks now, but who’s counting

Already replaced you with a new girl, new girl

She don’t do for me the things you do, girl

I’m still lonely, I’m still lonely

I’m steady tryin' to replace you with a new girl

In the end the only one I need is you girl

I’m still

Thinking bout you,

Girl I’m thinking bout you,

Thinking bout you, damn I’m thinking bout you (yup),

All these new girls, they ain’t you girl

Thinking bout you I’ll be damned, I’m thinking bout you yeah

So many shots, just kill me now

But honey shed these tears of a fucking cloud

My heart is racing, could be the model

Or the fact that she up in here lookin good without me

Look at them bottles them red bottoms who was sponsor dat

I’m gonna speak and try to make peace but look at this damn crowd

Look at this damn crowd, look at this damn crowd!

Yeah, it’s popping but if you with it we can leave now.

I told my waitress keep them bottles coming women all around me

I’ve been single for two or three weeks now but who’s counting

Already replaced you with a new girl, new girl

She don’t do for me the things you do girl

I’m still lonely, I’m still lonely

I’m steady tryin' to replace you with a new girl

In the end the only one I need is you girl

I’m still

Thinking bout you,

Damn I’m thinking 'bout you,

Thinking bout you, got a nigga thinking bout you, yeah

All these new girls, they not you girl

Thinking bout you, I’ll be damned I’m thinking bout you yeah.

Nigga off in this club, got a hundred girls in my VIP

I bet all of them wanna fuck

But only your ass can get to me

I’m throwing up this money, hella money spent

This fake ass nigga on that funny shit

I’m a get this on your level since you wanna trip

I’m a give a new girl the dick as your punishment

Now I’m back up in this club

With my shirt off and my chain on

And I’m looking looking her booty

Got that bomb shit on this Tank song

No matter how many girls wanna do me

I just want you back in my range rover

On the road, no clothes, on the pole, game over

I told my waitress to keep the bottles coming women all around me

It’s so many pretty ladies and nigga stop counting

I said already replaced you with a new girl

Yeah she don’t do for me the things you do girl.

I’m still lonely, I’m still lonely

I’m steady tryin to replace you with a new girl

In the end the only one I need is you girl

I said, thinking bout you,

Damn, I’m thinking bout you,

Thinking bout you, got a nigga thinking bout you, yeah

All these new girls, they’re not you girl

Thinking bout you I’ll be damned I’m thinking bout you, yeah

Still lonely, I’m still lonely

New girl, bottles poppin, fast life

I’m still lonely, alone