Receipt

Yeah, yeah

It's kinda hard sayin' this ** to your face

So I do it over snares and bass

Music take me away

(I got to hold on, hold on to my receipt)

(Yeah, to redeem your love, that's exactly what I need)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, c'mon

Young bull

I know you love me like you never loved

You know you couldn't find a better thug

And, uh

You been peepin' me since I was younger

So young that you even called me your little brother

But I'm all grown up now, I got my own money

I'm married and divorced and my daughter is a woman

And guess what? My daughter want another

Sister or brother, and you lookin' like a mother

I took you from a clubber to a lover

And you took another ** husband, the other ** wasn't

Doin' ** for him

She say she did too much, I say she did nothing

She need to quit frontin'

I haven't hid nothin' and you love everything

Can't hide your feelings, won't let my pride conceal it

You got Wayne, I charge it to the game

And baby, you can keep the change, but

(I got to hold on, hold on to my receipt)

(Yeah, to redeem your love, that's exactly what I need)

Yeah, it's kinda hard sayin' this ** to your face

So I do it over snares and bass

Music take me away (I got to hold on, hold on to my receipt)

(Yeah, to redeem your love, that's exactly what I need)

Yeah, yeah, it's kinda hard sayin' this ** to your face

So I do it over snares and bass (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Music take me away

Destiny Child CD, song number three

She cater to me 'til we fall asleep

Then we wake up and we pick up where we started

Then she make a ** breakfast, Sprite, orange juice, and water

And she on stage waitin' for me after my show

So no time for groupies, straight to the top floor, yeah

Fresh out the shower, a smile and a towel

Then after an hour, she gon' need another shower

When I'm at home in my coupe or in the office

Or the streets of the Boot, I'm thinking 'bout you

And most of the girls that come by are cute

And they try to holler, but they all on mute

And my old girls turn they face up at me, yeah

They throw they purses and they makeup at me

'Cause you got Wayne, I charge it to the game

And baby, you can keep the change, but

(I got to hold on, hold on to my receipt) Yeah, yeah, yeah

(Yeah, to redeem your love, that's exactly what I need)

It's kinda hard sayin' this ** to your face

So I do it over snares and bass

Music take me away (I got to hold on, hold on to my receipt)

(Yeah, to redeem your love, that's exactly what I need)

Yeah, yeah, it's kinda hard sayin' this ** to your face

So I do it over snares and bass (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Music take me away

Come home, smell the food on the stove

She done cleaned the whole house, washed the dishes and the clothes

And when we out, we do it just how we supposed

Look good for the public, leave the drama in the Rolls

Royce, choice of car that we move in

She get high sometimes 'cause I'm always doin' it, yeah

You hear them hallways, we always doin' it

Work her, every time feel like the first one

Perfect, when a ** stressin' at work

She take away all of the pain, make it lesser than dirt

That's why you got Wayne, I charge it to the game

And baby, you can keep the change, but

(I got to hold on, hold on to my receipt) Yeah

(Yeah, to redeem your love, that's exactly what I need)

I got you

(I got to hold on, hold on to my receipt) Yeah, yeah

(Yeah, to redeem your love, that's exactly what I need)

It's kinda hard saying this ** to your face

So I do it over snares and bass

Music take her away