Mafia

Yeah, yeah Uh, uh, uh Yeah, yeah, yeah (Will a fool) Uh In my cell all alone, I still hear your cries (yeah) Arguin' all night long tryna heal your pride I, love yo' ass to death but you can't play with my intelligence All I want is money, all that other shit's irrelevant And he don't fuck with no one, you can say he celibate Choppers on his tour bus, don't get out your element Choppers on his tour bus, movin' like the Taliban (uh, yeah, okay) Moving like the mafia, but I'm no Michael Corleone Still'll knock my brother off he ever try and do me wrong 'Cause I gave my all to you, you know I gave my heart to you I invested time, loyalty, and showed my flaws to you I tried to go to sleep, but I just stood by the door Mrs. Officer, come and free me, can I please use the phone? I been spinnin' inside my cell, thinking 'bout you all night long Like I hope you there when I get home Staring at the walls thinking bout' all of the shit I did wrong We celebrate the W's, but I took L's on my own We celebrate the W's, but I take L's on my own Yeah, but In my cell all alone, I still hear your cries Arguin' all night long tryna heal your pride I, love yo' ass to death but you can't play with my intelligence All I want is money, all that other shit's irrelevant And he don't fuck with no one, you can say he celibate Choppers on his tour bus, don't get out your element Choppers on his tour bus, movin' like the Taliban (uh, yeah, okay) Don't get out your element Moving like the Taliban --- Mafia - Rod Wave