[Verse 1] Baby I just don't get it, do you enjoy being hurt? I know you smelled the perfume, the make-up on his shirt You don't believe his stories, you know that they're all lies Bad as you are, you stick around and I just don't know why
[Pre-Hook] If I was ya man baby you'd Never worry bout what I do I'd be coming home back to you Every night, doing you right You're the type of woman deserves good things Fistful of diamonds handful of rings Baby you're a star, I just want to show you, you are
[Hook] You should let me love you Let me be the one to Give you everything you want and need Baby, good love and protection Make me your selection Show you the way love's supposed to be Baby, you should let me love you, love you, love you Love you
[Verse 1: Tinashe] Give me all that you got now Make you want me cause I'm hot now I'm gone, so faded I'm on one Bang bang, pop off like a long gun
[Pre-hook: Tinashe] If you a lame, nigga you ain't making no noise Get faded, turn up with the big boys Live fast, die young that's my choice Get money, get money like an invoice We can mob all in the whip Make the money make a grip I be stuntin' with my clique Getting faded 'till we trip (oh)
[Hook: Tinashe] Man, I love to get on I love to get 2 on When the drink be too strong When the tree be way too strong Get faded, turn up, bruh Pour it on up 'till I can't even think no more Get ratchet, go dumb then go more dumb then We can keep it lit, let's roll I love to get 2 on Let-let... let's roll I love to get 2 on, I love to Let-let-let's roll Let-let-let's roll
[Verse 1: Justin Bieber] Let’s get going all you foreign, no complaining, early morning Dominican, Puerto Rican, yeah, you know they do it for me Have you seen that LaFerrari, ooh mama that thing is fun? If it had some wings, we'd be flying, we'd be soaring Ah-ah-ah, when I'm in it I be thinking I don't want this thing to stop, no But I'm thinking that you’re winning if you make it to the top floor That probably means you make me feel some type of way Shoutout Miami for having so many foreign babes
[Pre-Chorus: Justin Bieber & (Trey Songz)] She only been here for two weeks (Came with her girls) Came with her girls and they tryna leave with me (She workin’ hard) She workin' hard like she tryna get a visa (The way she twerk it) The way she twerk it I just might pull out my Visa
[Chorus: Trey Songz & (Justin Bieber)] After we leave girl, you know where you going Straight to the 'tel, you ain't leaving 'til the morning Same old thing, yeah you know that shit's boring (that shit's boring) American you know I had to cop that foreign (cop that foreign) American you know I had to cop that foreign (She got on that bikini when we in the Lamborghini) American you know I had to cop that foreign (She from another country, but I brought her to the city with me) I know it's never boring American you know I had to cop that foreign Uh-huh