Now I got one less Casanova I got one less Casanova One less Casanova What a weight off of my shoulders I got one less, one less, one less, one less
I got one less, I got one less, I got one less One less Casanova
Now I ain't tryna play dirty Best my lover and lace up You can't see that I'm a lady Well, I can't wait for you to wake up Baby, it ain't my fault (No, no) I don't know what's wrong in your head But you gotta deal (With it) Got a whole lot of lies Find someone else, yo I'm wishing you the best (Yeah) 'Cause you're sending me to stress (Oh) Think I wanna put the top down (Oh) Take a ride into the West Side
I got one less Casanova I got one less Casanova One less Casanova What a weight off of my shoulders I got one less, one less, one less, one less
I got one less, I got one less
Casanova, slicker than a Rover I was on the edge and you finally pushed me over 'Bout to pack my clothes and my shoes, gotta go And my number probably won't be the same next week I think I'm going out of my head right now Probably got someone in my bed right now 'Cause you don't even know what to do with it Scared, don't wanna tell you a cool five, six Baby, hit the door, 'cause you're Immature And it ain't my fault that you're insecure I could have a better you, I got plenty more But I'm cool all alone and never settled for I got one less Casanova right now Hopped in my ride and rolled the top down Gon' let these streets know right now
Now I got one less Casanova I got one less Casanova One less Casanova What a weight off of my shoulders I got one less, one less, one less, one less
Compositores: Gabrielle Serene Varner, Stuart C Lowery, Christopher Ruelas, D Foreman ECAD: Obra #25437347