what's the situation? WoahI'm just tryna make a little

say that hate has been sentSo let loose the

Justin over in my directionSo thankful for that,

away on a red wagon To preform a new song Not happy

long as you love meAs long as you love meAs

Yuh the pitcher throw da ballIt's looking very smallI swing my

I see you, you don't think I run up

Justin ba-daBa-ba-da, ba-ba-da, ba-da, 1: Justin a

let me tell you a story about a girl

girl, you're not my typeOh, 'least it's how it

1: A$AP n***a from the bottom of the pulpitShining

I'm not faking, the child is his, and the boy?

Justin 1: Justin know I fucked you

knows my name nowBut somethin' 'bout it still feels

Nothing nothing nothing nothingNo ohhWhen you just worry about the little

guys it's Alessia and I'm gonna be doing a cover

girl, you're not my typeOh, 'least it's how it

Don feelin' stuck (Feelin' stuck)I'm off a bean (Yeah), like, what

Que quieres decir? oooQue huí de tu amorY aún me buscasQue

1: Justin the beginning it was endingWe were emotionally