Must Be - Rockie Fresh, Chris Brown

Must be, you

Must be

Must be, you

Must be

(Shawty, where you goin'?)

Whippin' and swervin', hittin' them curbs

'Cause I’m on my way to come get you (Yeah)

The way that you serving making me nervous

Nobody give me this feeling (Feeling)

We don’t do dates but we can relate

'Cause we just be smokin' and chillin' (Yeah)

Know you been waitin', gotta stay patient

We’ll be on top in a minute (Minute)

I saw it in the beginning, yeah (Yeah)

You were bound to give me problems

Go back and forth like it’s tennis (Yeah)

You got everybody watching

But I see the stars when I’m in it (Yeah)

But I gotta leave when I’m finished

Gotta get back to my business

Money and fucking these bitches

You must be lonely, you must be sad

Keep hitting up my phone and asking where I’m at

You be complicated, it still make me laugh

She’s a real pain in the ass, but she still get the bag

When I’m mad I still want her with me

Like the first day we met, first time we had sex, babe

Girl, just hold on to me

Don’t be afraid, no, no

No more lyin', no more cheatin'

No more spyin' for no reason

Cut it out, cut it out

You know how much I love you

And how much I need you

How much I need you

I be on my way to come see you, see you

You got a man we ain’t equal, equal

I would never do you like he do, he do

Most of these girls be see through, see through

Why your home girls so evil, evil?

Ain’t none of your friends' business

Ain’t none of your friends' business 'bout what we do

You wanna be more than a number two

I wanna be more than a one night dude

I’m just tryna chill and fuck on you

I’m just tryna make you comfortable

I’m just tryna make you comfortable

Hit that block and stunt with you

Anything you wanna do, anything you wanna do

You must be lonely, you must be sad (Sad)

Keep hitting up my phone and asking where I’m at (Ask, yeah)

You be complicated, it still make me laugh

She’s a real pain in the ass, but she still get the bag

When I’m mad I still want her with me

Like the first day we met, first time we had sex, babe

Girl, just hold on to me

Don’t be afraid, no, no (No, no, no, no, ooh)

No more lyin', no more cheatin' (No more cheatin')

No more spyin' for no reason (Oh, no, no, no)

Cut it out, cut it out

You know how much I love you

And how much I need you