Everybody Loves / The Def Of You lyrics - Ne-Yo

Tammy Vanity, pretty as the ocean on a summer day, shallow as a puddle

She does it 'cause she loves it

But so do I, so who the hell am I to judge it

I still do though, it's always easier to point out somebody else's problems than face the ones in you though

Her drug, the life and she used me to get closer to it

And I ain't no better, 'cause I let her do it

So we both lying

But she so fine

So is it her problem, or mine?

She only love me when I'm on top

Only time I hear from her is right around the BET awards

VMA, AMAs and Billboard's

Asking me what I'm nominated for

Or if I'm performing

She be like "Don't forget to call me for the party"

Only love me when I'm hanging with celebrity friends

Use me to get closer to them

Chris Brown, Trey Songz or maybe even Jigga

She be like "If you going can I come with ya?"

"And can you aks Trey if I can get a picture?"

Table-hopping in the club

But for some reason she always get love

'Cause see you can't deny that girl is beautiful

But only on the outside

It's a drug

And she's a damn junkie but that don't matter though

Why? 'Cause see everybody loves the (the life, the life, the life)

Text her just to chill, random night, no response

Grammy weekend roll around

She texting me like "Sexy, what ya doing?"

When any other time it's me pursuing

Concert coming, telling she looking for tickets to it

Asking who I'm cool with

When she need the hook up, it's me she look up

Ooh and I know to her I'm just a free ride

But the sex is so good that I let it slide

No, I'm not proud of it, I'm really not (no, no)

But I cannot deny she's really hot (no, no)

When she come through with all that ass she got

Table-hopping in the club

And she do it 'cause she knows she'll get love

'Cause see you can't deny that girl is beautiful

But only on the outside

It's a drug

And she's a damn junkie but that don't matter though

Why? 'Cause everybody loves the (the life, the life, the life)

Ooh ooh ooh

What's wrong with you man? You been fighting niggas in the club now?

And over what, a bucket? (Excuse me?)

Shut up, ain't nobody talking to you

Yo, (Whatever) you need to check your self bruh

What you catching feelings now, you know what these broads is about, get off that

I'm telling you, these broads gon' be the death of you bruh

Gonna be the death of you

You hear me? Ne-Yo? You listening?