Listen to Guilty (feat. T.I.) by USHER

Guilty (feat. T.I.)

USHER

R&B/Soul

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
USHER
USHER
Vocals
T.I.
T.I.
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
A.J. Parhm, Jr.
A.J. Parhm, Jr.
Songwriter
Ester Dean
Ester Dean
Songwriter
Keith Thomas
Keith Thomas
Songwriter
Clifford Harris
Clifford Harris
Songwriter
Esther Renay Dean
Esther Renay Dean
Songwriter
Krista Michalski
Krista Michalski
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
A.J. Parhm, Jr.
A.J. Parhm, Jr.
Producer
Ian Cross
Ian Cross
Recording Engineer
Aubry "Big Juice" Delaine
Aubry "Big Juice" Delaine
Recording Engineer
Blake Harden
Blake Harden
Assistant Recording Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Giancarlo Lino
Giancarlo Lino
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mark Pitts
Mark Pitts
Executive Producer
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer
USHER
USHER
Executive Producer

Lyrics

I swear to tell the truth The whole truth and nothing but the truth I said Right hand high, tell a lie Your honor Didn't know that I hurt her Didn't know she was crying I didn't know it was killing this love And your honor she can't say I ain't love her Can't say I ain't tried But I guess my love wasn't good enough I guess I'm guilty for wanting to be up in the clubI guess I'm guilty cause girls Always want to show me love I guess I'm guilty for leaving and having a little fun Girl I'm guilty for that girl Im guilty Don't take me to jail Don't take me to jail Ohhh Don't take me to jail I did nothing to her, gave everything to her For that Don't take me to jail Ohhh Don't take me to jail Don't take me to jail I ain't gonna cry while you make me do the time Your honor she accused me of cheating It was all in her thinking She gon believe what she want to So what the hell am I gon do Turn my life around, it aint going down She know bout the life I live why she crying now This sh-t is so silly to me but I plead that I guess I'm guilty for wanting to be up in the club I guess I'm guilty cause girls always want to show me love I guess I'm guilty for leaving and having a little fun Girl I'm guilty for that girl I'm guilty Don't take me to jail Don't take me to jail Ohhh How we 'posed to get along with her going through my phone In her mind she decided I'm guilty Don't take me to jail Don't take me to jail Don't take me to jail Don't take me to jail Don't want to cop a plea I swear with me it don't matter cause to her I'm guilty Lets go Right hand to the sky Strike me down if I lie If she saying she the victim in this case then What am I If I hurt her I aint try to, in the club I may decide to ride through She got proof well I got alibi's too Couple million dollar worth of bags and full of shoes 7 carrot solitaire, Caribbean water blue Range Rover Porsche powder mirror in the Bentley coupe All the sh-t I did for her and this who you gon listen to Her life I submit to you is evidence I never been on bullsh-t she aint caught me on no tiger Woods sh-t Knew what I expected when she met me Should have let me be I'm balling against the law shorty go on arrest me then Don't take me to jail Ohhh Don't take me to jail If you gonna treat me like a crook putting money on my books Never mind forget it Don't take me to jail (ooh) Don't take me to jail (take me) Tired of your little games, I take the blame I did it, guilty.
Writer(s): Robin Hugh Gibb, Barry Alan Gibb, Maurice Ernest Gibb Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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