Lyrics Lonely - Usher
This
goes
out
to
my
nigga
B.I.G.
Listen
to
me
playboy,
check
dis
out
I
go,
on
and
on
and
on
and
Won't
take
her
to
the
crib
unless
she's
bonin'
PD
call
her
on
the
phone
and
Promise
I'll
leave
her
moanin'
Now
she
zonin'
Tellin'
me
she's
all
alone
and
Love
the
dark
chocolate
tone
and
Ahead
of
my
time,
I
live
what's
said
in
my
rhymes
The
cars
and
the
chedda
is
mine
We
ain't,
the
type
to
sit
back
and
lose
focus
Spit
that
mack-a-docious
Most
ferocious
Cash
all
in
my
holsters
Burn
more
bread
than
toasters
You
must
know
this,
the
cats
'm
with
is
the
coldest
Hip-hop
quota
but
quote
this
Back
on
the
track
again,
that's
what's
happenin'
Please
believe
it,
we
on
top
and
won't
leave
it
Sometimes
I
feel
like
I'm
lonely
And
sometimes
I
feel
like
I'm
lonely
Uh,
uh,
yeah
Hey
yo
see-I-O-F-F-I-E
Q-you-double
E-N-Z
Come
on
ma
your
riding
with
me
Leave
the
lame
respect
the
game
When
you
hanging
on
my
arm
you
expect
the
same
And,
ecstasy
when
you
sex
the
Kain
I,
only
link
with
the
wealthiest
And
only
cop
jewels
if
it
drop
Celsius
Now,
you
can
run
but
you
can
never
hide
But,
where
you
go
when
the
temperature
rise
It's
Bad
Boy
see
death
in
ya
eyes
Kain
Cioffe
the
next
on
the
rise
Damagin'
shit
hot
stamina
split
You
got
screwball
raps
we
the
hammerin'
clique
Limo,
the
club,
and
the
cameras'll
flip
Money,
music
women
son
we
standin'
in
it
HA!
Yo,
yo,
yo,
yo
Don't
panic,
don't
take
this
for
granted
I
did
then
still
do
and
always
ran
it
A
lot
to
gain
when
I
say
I'm
off
the
chain
The
shit
I
spit,
burn
flames
Who's
controllin'
this
I
can
make
the
bitches
grin
Cause
I
get
money
and
run
with
the
richest
men
Knockin'
at
ya
door
it's
Curry
again
Been
down
since
the
jump
off
begin
You
know
who
I
am
Don't
get
it
all
twisted
up
Get
the
cash
to
my
hands
be
all
blistered
up
We
can
pick
it
up,
we
can
drop
it
low
Recognize
what
it
is
when
I
come
through
the
door
Not
partyin'
and
pimpin',
I
walk
wit
a
limp
Once
I
took
it
to
the
top
I
ain't
fell
off
since
Stay
high
stay
fly
stay
cool
in
the
fan
Ain't
none
of
yall
seein'
ya
man
Get
a
grip
niggas
(On
guard,
defend
your
self)
It's
lonely
at
the
top
hey
hey
1 Dream Girl
2 Jolly Dance
3 Fuck You (I Don't Want You Back)
4 My Life
5 Right On Time
6 U Make Me Wanna
7 Lonely
8 Chatt Town
9 2 Many Men
10 F**K You (I Don't Want You Back)
11 Ghetto Square Dance
12 Baby Baby (Red Rhythm Radio Edit)
13 Gethca Girl Dogg
14 Money Man
15 Chatt-Town (1)
16 Chatt-Town (2)
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