text: Put you in a room
  You aint gotta leave
  You aint gotta leave
  But you cant sleep with me
  Put you in a room
  You aint gotta leave
  You aint gotta leave
  But you cant sleep with me
  Every time I come and fuck with you
  You make up all the rules
  You ought to do it
  Just because our cars moving
  Are you in my fucking corner for real?
  Or are you plotting to kill?
  I tell you just how I feel
  But you never hear
  Oh, why you take it like that?
  Now you wanna leave and never come back
  I dont control you, I aint never say that
  Cant give up on you, baby, we go way back
  Put you in a room
  You aint gotta leave
  You aint gotta leave
  But you cant sleep with me
  Put you in a room
  You aint gotta leave
  You aint gotta leave
  But you cant sleep with me
  Every time I try to fuck with you
  Nothing aint ever enough for you
  And I had all this hope for you
  But all you do is open wounds
  I could be fucking with them other niggas
  And no you aint them other niggas
  I dont fuck with a lot of bitches
  Just my real bitches
  Why you keep talking about it
  You keep talking and you gon get me pissed off
  Motherfuckers who be wanting that bitch to go crazy
  If she could cut her wrist off
  I aint finna lie, no I aint finna lie
  Like it was just his fault
  But I know if a nigga lose me
  Then nigga, ooh-wee, thats his loss, young nigga
  Put you in a room
  You aint gotta leave
  You aint gotta leave
  But you cant sleep with me
  Put you in a room
  You aint gotta leave
  You aint gotta leave
  But you cant sleep with me