I don’t know what’s gonna bring you down
I don’t know what’s gonna bring you down
I don’t know, but I’m gonna bring you down
I don’t know, but I’m gonna bring you down

I’m looking at you and I got a trick up my sleeve
And yes, I’m peeping ya secret so you get ready to leave
The media’s calling, oh baby, that’s TMZ
I’m telling your secrets, so best get ready to grieve

I don’t know what’s gonna bring you down
I don’t know what’s gonna bring you down
I don’t know, but I’m gonna bring you down (down)
I don’t know, but I’m gonna bring you down

I dug up your past and now I know all of your moves
And I got witnesses, statements, and I got all of the proof
I’m wondering ’bout you because I got nothing to do
I noticed you’re winning and I got nothing to lose

I don’t know what’s gonna bring you down (down)
I don’t know what’s gonna bring you down (down)
I don’t know, but I’m gonna bring you down (down)
I don’t know, but I’m gonna bring you down

I don’t know what’s gonna bring you down (down)
I don’t know what’s gonna bring you down (down)
I don’t know, but I’m gonna bring you down (down)
I don’t know what’s gonna bring you down

(I don’t know what’s gonna bring you down)
(I don’t know what’s gonna bring you down)