Wrong - Novastar

Ummm Yeah Wrong baby wrong baby wrong It ain't the end of the world Don't you worry pretty girl Cause now that he's gone baby gone baby gone You got nothing to lose Count the minutes if you want to It won't be long baby long baby long 'Til you find somebody new Come on now Everyone falls down Everyone crawls now and then Then they get up again You cry if you want to That's what we all do But if you think you'll never move on you're wrong baby Cry baby cry baby cry Go on and let it all out I ain't leavin' you now And we can fly baby fly baby fly Let's share a bottle of wine We can laugh about the good times And you'll know why baby why baby why It's gonna be alright Come on now Everyone falls down Everyone crawls now and then Then they get up again You cry if you want to That's what we all do But if you think you'll never move on you're wrong baby wrong Oh you ain't gone Baby wrong baby wrong There's nothing wrong with movin on When you know he's good and gone Come on now Everyone falls down Everyone crawls now and then Then they get up again You cry if you want to That's what we all do Come on now Everyone falls down Everyone crawls now and then Then they get up again You cry if you want to That's what we all do But if you think you'll never move on you're wrong baby wrong You're wrong baby wrong Wrong baby wrong baby wrong

Aye Bitch im back MovieOnn gang I Think My MovieOnn If they copy this shit imma go get it back They way I be blitzing they owe me a sack I'm hitting his home and if he ain't there I'm making his bitch give the drop to tha trap Aye (They slimy) You know who it is (Fuck on and off) If they copy this shit imma go get it back They way I be blitzing they owe me a sack I'm hitting his home and if he ain't there I'm making his bitch give the drop to tha trap Bitches be fake and they slimy no cap Betta watch out cause yo bros can be rats Killas rolling wit me I been kinda busy tryna turn all of these bands into racks Back in this bitch man I'm fresh off the stove Hottest young nigga stay ready to go I'm tryna match if he said he want smoke I be doing my thang for whoever don't know I be fucking it up When I'm all in her guts When I pull this bitch out she gone suck it some mo We done played in tha field We done finished them drills Now we on tha next level it's time to go pro Pull up I hop out then you see the gang Stay with the ratchet she think she my main Mac on my neck it get rock like a chain I be dumping these bullets they sounding like change Told brody let's put a 30 in our strap On the road when I'm tripping bitch I overpack Hole in his chest you can see out his back And what I don't use give his nigga the rest Movie onn (And what I don't use give his nigga the rest) Aye listen yall If Woo say tha word then im jacking that nigga Neph say the word then I'm smacking that nigga My movie be on I be clapping at niggas I stopped for a while I'm relapsing on niggas Get off yo ass and go get you some money Get you some money then get you some money I'm hungry im eating im rubbing my tummy Pockets got chubby bitches got ugly I'm spazzing I think the demon coming out Fuck all them glizzys when nina is out I'm tryna see what this nina about When I reach for the steal they gone think it's a foul Think shit a game put yo life to the test Come pass these bullets I shoot from the west 2 Shots to his head and then 4 to his chest (My aim is spectacular I think I'm the best) No matter the gun gonna rip through his flesh (He gasping for air bouta run outta breath) A dog wit this bitch how his body get fetched Can't run outta ammo this clip gotta stretch

Wrong Wrong Wrong Wrong I was born with the wrong sign In the wrong house With the wrong ascendancy I took the wrong road That led to the wrong tendencies I was in the wrong place at the wrong time For the wrong reason and the wrong rhyme On the wrong day of the wrong week Used the wrong method with the wrong technique Wrong Wrong There's something wrong with me chemically Something wrong with me inherently The wrong mix in the wrong genes I reached the wrong ends by the wrong means It was the wrong plan in the wrong hands The wrong theory for the wrong man The wrong eyes on the wrong prize The wrong questions with the wrong replies Wrong Wrong I was marching to the wrong drum With the wrong scum Pissing out the wrong energy Using all the wrong lines And the wrong signs With the wrong intensity I was on the wrong page of the wrong book With the wrong rendition of the wrong look With the wrong moon every wrong night With the wrong tune playing till it sounded right, yeah Wrong Wrong Too long Wrong Too long Wrong Too long Wrong Too long Wrong Too long I was born with the wrong sign In the wrong house With the wrong ascendancy (Too long) I took the wrong road That led to the wrong tendencies (Too long) I was in the wrong place at the wrong time For the wrong reason and the wrong rhyme (Too long) On the wrong day of the wrong week I used the wrong method with the wrong technique Wrong