Mind Gone

What's your sign? What's your sign? What's your- Alright, what's your name? What you do? What's your sign? I say, oh, what's your name? What you do? What's your sign? (What's your sign?) I like your eyes, do you like mine though? Play no mind games, that's 'cause my mind gone I make your wrist go bling blaow on 'em I make your wrist go bling bloaw, don't mean no rhinestones She a pretty bitch, I threw my wallet 'cause my heart gone I ain't check it, I ain't got it on the yacht, no I stumbled in but got his first to come with lovin' on me I'm not a type to call, no patience 'cause my life is a freak If your love is something I can buy, then it gotta be cheap What's your name? What you do? What's your- If your love is something I can buy, then it gotta be cheap What's your name? What you do? What's your sign? (What's your sign?) I like your vibe, do you like mine though? She said she put her hands on folks, never mind though She said I ain't no real baller, what do I know? (What do I know?) I don't mind though, I mean there's plenty you can't see, wearing a blindfold I don't need advisors on T, I dot my I's though I just need some loving on me That's where my mind gone, that's where my mind gone now They say, "Boy, you obvious when it all goes down" Just be proud of me, I ain't got it all figured out Say what you do? What's your name? What's your vibe? When we get high, can we go out? And she don't like to party, she'd rather stay in her house And I don't like you leaving, baby, stay with me a while And I can't take this far until I figure you all out And I don't want you hurting, baby girl, I want your smile And I don't care what they be saying 'cause I want you And, girl, I know you got a man, but, bae, I want you They gon' say I'm delusional the way I want you Just make sure I can pull up, kill it when I want to Just make sure I can pull up, kill it when I want to Just make sure I can pull up, kill it when I want to What's your name? What you do? What's your sign? (What's your sign?) I like your vibe, do you like mine though? She said she put her hands on folks, never mind though She said I ain't no real baller, what do I know? (What do I know?) I don't mind though, I mean there's plenty you can't see, wearing a blindfold I don't need advisors on T, I dot my I's though I just need some loving on me That's where my mind gone, that's where my mind gone now They say, "Boy, you obvious when it all goes down" Just be proud of me, I ain't got it all figured out Oh, just be proud of me, I ain't got it all figured out What's your name? What's your-, what's your- End transition, oh