Lonely

[Intro: Tank] Yeah, it's the general, C Breezy in the building Yeah, it's that R&B money right here, let's get it [Verse 1: Tank] I brought hoes, I did that Walked up in this motherfucker like the kid back You see the ice, you see the Range Truth is I'm just doing this to cover up the pain She left me, for good reason I disrespected home, you can call it treason I'm in bleeding ones what my heart in leaking Don't walk with it tonight I think I'll be cheating [Pre-Chorus: Tank] I told my waitress keep them bottles coming women all around me I've been single for two or three weeks now, but who's counting? Already replaced you with a new girl, new girl She don't do for me the things you do, girl [Chorus: Tank] I'm still lonely, I'm still lonely I'm steady trying to replace you with a new girl In the end the only one I need is you girl I'm still [Post-Chorus: Tank] Thinking 'bout you, girl I'm thinking bout you Thinking 'bout you, damn I'm thinking bout you All these new girls, they ain't you girl Thinking 'bout you I'll be damned, I'm thinking 'bout you yeah [Verse 1: Tank] So many shots, just kill me now But honey shed these tears of a fucking cloud My heart is racing, could be the model Or the fact that she up in here looking good without me Look at them bottle,s them red bottoms, who was sponsoring that? I'm gonna speak and try to make peace but look at this damn crowd Look at this damn crowd, look at this damn crowd Yeah, it's popping but if you with it we can leave now [Pre-Chorus] + [Chorus] + [Post-Chorus] [Verse 3: Chris Brown] Nigga off in this club, got a hundred girls in my VIP I bet all of them wanna fuck, but only your ass can get to me I'm throwing up this money, hella money spent, these fake ass nigga on that funny shit I'mma get this on your level since you wanna trip, I'mma give a new girl the dick as your punishment Now I'm back up in this club with my shirt off and my chain on And I'm looking looking her booty, got that bomb shit on this Tank song No matter how many girls wanna do me, I just want you back in my Range Rover On the road, no clothes, on the pole, game over [Pre-Chorus] + [Chorus] + [Post-Chorus] . [Outro: Tank] Still lonely, I'm still lonely New girl, bottles popping, fast life I'm still lonely, alone