I Just Can't - Crookers, Jeremih, GTA

I see the blurry, blurry, blurry visions

(I just can’t)

I know it’s tempting, tempting, tempting.

(I just can’t)

With her it seems December 25th err’day

(I just can’t)

Damn, she gifted, gifted, gifted.

I see the blurry, blurry, blurry visions

(I just can’t)

I know it’s tempting, tempting, tempting.

(I just can’t)

With her it seems December 25th err’day

(I just can’t)

Damn, she gifted, gifted, gifted.

I just can’t help when I see her from behind

Ms. P.Y.T.

be stuck on my mind

Oh, I bet that fat ass probably ain’t good for my health

And I want that right here for myself

Right na, na, na, na, na

Right na, na, na, na, na

Right na, na, na, na, na

Right na, na, na, na, na

(I just can’t)

I ain’t one to clean up dirty, dirty dishes

(Naw)

But I can fix you, fix you

The way you rock and roll your hips

And get to switchin' err’way

It’s my addiction

I just can’t help when I see her from behind

Ms. P.Y.T.

be stuck on my mind

Oh, I bet that fat ass probably ain’t good for my health

And I want that right here for myself

Right na, na, na, na, na

Right na, na, na, na, na

Right na, na, na, na, na

Right na, na, na, na, na

(I just can’t)