N ! c - Ray rice

I done dropped the ball
I think I fumbled again
Went to make a move
And you slipped outta my hands
Now you in the field
And running back with a man
But I was going through a lot of things in my defense

I was making all the plays
When you was all alone
Peyton Manning, Omaha
You called an audible
Switched up now I'm stuck up in them trenches
Yelling timeout but I ain't never listen
You left me on the bench but that was your decision baby
We been butting heads, big collisions baby
Why do I end up in this position baby
I just wanna put you in positions baby
Now I'm staring at your face like put me in coach
I been drinking water stretching out my limbs coach
Take a knee and pray to God for all my sins coach
I been swimming with the sharks without no fins coach
What it is coach
I'm taking these hits, I'm running a blitz
But you didn't notice
I been tryna get to you and tryna keep my focus
You wanna be close you wanna let go but you don't know my motives
I been balling with my brothers like my name is Jonas
Why you got your guard up
Arms up
Like I just got me a touchdown
Touchdown in your city
Cause I'm up now
Fashion Nova on you
Got you looking tough now
I just hope I beat the clock
Before the sundown
Sundown
Sundown
Sundown


I done dropped the ball
I think I fumbled again
Went to make a move
And you slipped outta my hands
Now you in the field
And running back with a man
But I was going through a lot of things in my defense

I used to play with them birds
Like Ray Rice
The problem is with me and these girls
I'm too nice
If you thinking that you catching me slip
Then think twice
I only pop out for your seduction and cool nights
I was chasing you but now you wanna run away
why I gotta let you go and get away from me
I guess I'm better off without you anyway
But I'm not gonna lie cause I been missing you shawty
Throwing signs but I never caught got the message
I need to be a little more aggressive, I
Don't like it when you not in my possession
But I guess you'll end up teaching me a lesson, I

I done dropped the ball
I think I fumbled again
Went to make a move
And you slipped outta my hands
Now you in the field
And running back with a man
But I was going through a lot of things in my defense
Things in my defense

Writers: REGINALD JOHNSON

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