I Can't Help Myself - OH No, Stacy Epps

Hahah…

Yeah, bounce…

(Do it, come on)

(Turn around) do it…

Yeah, yeah, come on…

Do it!

Yeah, uh, dear loved one

I keep looking at your picture and that can get a nigga so twisted

I’m hearing sounds of your singing girl, listen

Thinking of ways that I can try to stay and kick it

I can’t help myself, my nigga’s like:

«Oh you pussy whipped, you shouldn’t get caught up from that one trip»

But shit happens, as soon as she start macking (macking)

And I ain’t even the type to start acting

So true, I look into and see my queen that be

That’s life or eternity, I’ll take it to the ecstasy

Without the buzz, cause that might be the death for me

And I’m tryna to show you some new scenery

Yo hold up, I got another girl but it ain’t working like it’s supposed to

I’m thinking of going postal (uh)

I need some space to think, like gimme coastal

Define Allah, brothers can’t come (??)

So let me tell you something

You think you know me a little but it ain’t really nothing

Sex, talk, now who’s bluffing?

I pull your card like I pull a towel when I be fucking

I send this out to any girl that really ain’t fronting

Move with it, cause…

Hook (Stacy Epps)

What you need is just some good love, and thats something from me!

.and i can’t help myself, you can’t get that from me

.and when you start to get that good love, and just know it’s from me !

.and i can’t help myself is i just want you to see.

It’s what you need need neeed

Yo, it’s been ten months since I last wrote you

And shit ain’t the same, I’m still in the game, remember my name?

I’m chilling like I got too much stress on my brain

Thinking about you when we chilled in the rain

Intoxified by your eyes, I’m not one to kiss

But your lips keep on calling me and that’s bliss (bliss)

The way you move, the way you walk, the way you twist (twist)

The way you roll, the way you talk, the way you suck (hmm)

What you thinking?

I’m tryna kick it for the weak and hear the bad creeping

Yo who’s that creeping?

(over there!)

It must be Oh No with that soul freakin (over there!)

It must be Oh No in the back sneaking (uh-huh)

I’m unordinary, you so cute, the way you talk

Is like your slang got that ghetto vocabulary

We spontaneous, ain’t hurting no intendinary

You need to move with it like we in the military

Move with it, cause…

Hook