Lyrics

Timbo. Neyo
Love story
I'm movement by myself
But I`ma force when we're together
Mami im Good all by myself
But baby you, you make me better.
You make me better
You make me better
You make me better
You make me better
You make me better
You make me better
You make me better
You make me better
You make me better

You plus me, it equals better math
Your boy a good look but she my better half
I`m already bossing, already flossing
But why have the cake if it ain`t got the sweet frosting?
(ya ya ya ya) keeping me on my A-game
(wha wha wha wha) without having the same names
(they they they they they) they may flame
(buh buh buh buh) but shorty we burn it up
The sag in my swag. Pep in my step
Daddy do the gucci
Mami intercepts
Guess it's a "G" thing..
Whenever we swing, ima need lorretta scott if im gunna be king.

I'm movement by myself
But I`ma force when we're together
Mami im Good all by myself
But baby you, you make me better.
You make me better
You make me better
You make me better
You make me better
You make me better
You make me better
You make me better
You make me better
You make me better

First things first
I does what I do
But everything I am, she's my improved
I'm already boss, im already fly
But if I am a star, she is the sky
(ah ah ah) and when I feel like im on top
(she she she) she give me reason to not stop
(eh eh eh eh) and though im hot
(to to to) together we burn it up

The caked up cut
The cleaned up ice
When shorty come around, I clean up nice
Dynamic duo, batman and robin.
Whoever don't like it, it`s that man`s problems
(eh eh eh) and when I feel like im tired,
(ma ma ma) mami be taken me higher
(uh uh uh uh uh) im on fire,
(buh buh buh) but shorty we burn it up.

I'ma movement by myself
But I`ma force when we're together
Mami im Good all by myself
But baby you, you make me better.
You make me better
You make me better
You make me better
You make me better
You make me better
You make me better
You make me better
You make me better
You make me better

Beside every great man, you can find a women like a soldier holding him down

She treats me like a don, watchs for the hit
She checks where I go, even watchs who im with
The right when im wrong, so I never slip
Show me how to move, thats why I never trip
And babygirl you so major, they should front page ya
God bless the parents who made ya
Middle finger anybody who hate the way we burn it up

I'ma movement by myself
But I`ma force when we're together
Mami im Good all by myself
But baby you, you make me better.
You make me better
You make me better
You make me better
You make me better
You make me better
You make me better
You make me better
You make me better
You make me better