Rick Ross - Sorry Lyrics
[Verse 1: Chris Brown]She's just perfect in every kinda wayBut I don't think I can handle her painSo messed up and I'm too busy just running my gameOh, girl after girl, mistake after mistake[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]I've tried to change but they always around, pulling me down in bedGave you my word but they were just broken promisesBroken condoms, lipstick marks and unprotected sexI feel like shit, you know I ain't shit[Chorus: Chris Brown]Sorry, won't turn back the clockBaby I took advantage cause I knew youWouldn't believe it, so I used youI'm sorry, oh I'm sorry don't make it right, I know[Verse 2: Rick Ross]We at the crib, she got her legs wrapped around my waistConversation, she lick every tattoo that's on my faceLike a thug, I just wanna *****, that's every dayTemporary separations, confessing my mistakesShe packed her bags and left me home and I'm still hurtYou new *****, but she can't tell me that it's real firstA lot of lies apologized, the thirst realWhen she hit this thinking to herself, "Damn this verse real"Rehab out in Vegas, that made this a murdered sinSend the bottles to her table then made love on the jetTemporary thrills, all these women you think I tossedMy feelings genuine, disregard what you see on blogsI been a boss before I recorded Meek songMill in cash on the gram, they trending Meech songIn the D in my G, he throwing that peace onEvery picture that you post we comments on each one[Verse 3: Chris Brown]I'm just a typical ordinary niggaBut I know that I can't change the rulesAll this time I blamed you cause I know what I'm doingStepping on your heart again, relationship ruinedI tried to change but I'm always out, *****ing around in the clubPieces of my love letter tore up from this break upMy worst nightmare went right in my back, I wish I could wake upI feel like shit, know I ain't shit but I'm[Chorus: Chris Brown]Sorry, won't turn back the clockBaby I took advantage cause I knew youWouldn't believe it, so I used youI'm sorry, oh I'm sorry don't make it right, I know[Verse 4: Rick Ross]Life's short and baby girl you deserve a winnerEvery day the diamonds on you get bigger and biggerHustle from my heart so every night I can deliverSaying sorry, laying up, way up in your liverBoss, the red bottom's got you walking funnyGet you an agent, she balling and all she talk is moneyTake her shopping, baby boy ain't no salary capsShe get it popping so you better bring battery packsPerfect time to relaxNothing is perfect other than me and the perfect matchThey all watch me cause the moves I make out they budgetDiamond digits, six figures on my shorty nugget[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]I've tried to change but they always around, pulling me down in bedGave you my word but they were just broken promisesBroken condoms, lipstick marks and unprotected sexI feel like shit, you know I ain't shit[Chorus: Chris Brown]Sorry, won't turn back the clockBaby I took advantage cause I knew youWouldn't believe it, so I used youI'm sorry, oh I'm sorry don't make it right
