You gotta know, I'm feeling love Made of gold, I I never loved her Another one, another you you It's gotta be love, I I said it It's gotta be love I I said it A physical kiss is nothing without it And you you close your eyes to see what it's done The body that lies is

Racks in the safe (safe) Ain't no complaints (nah) Racks in the bank (racks) Fuck what you you think (huh?) We got got some rank (rank) Leave your ass stank (bow) Robbin' the bank (bank) You was a stranger (stranger) We don't relate (no) racks in the (rack)

We can leave the night on Girl, you got got the beat right, killin' in your Levis High on your loving's got got me buzzin' like a streetlight We'll find a road with no name, lay back in the slow lane We'll be rolling down the windows, I I bet you you we're catchin'

Yeah o yeah Basic instinct I'm a black black dad I'm a black black dad See I I was out buying Chanel bags While I I was doing that you you turned up your swag, you got got me Yup, call me slippin forget your hustle on, shawty I I ain't trippin I I been in the game since

B.B. boogie darlin' The B.B. boogie baby Do the B.B. boogie, if it takes you you all night long I I grabbed my baby and I I held her tight Do the B.B. boogie If it takes you you all night long Well I I looked at the clock The clock said four My baby jumped up

A better lover What do I I gotta do, yeah (what do I I gotta do?) And lovin' you right, only gets harder, ooh Just give me some time so I I can be a better lover It seems like breakin' your heart is the easiest part What do I I gotta do, gotta do? You saw me

I'm a lucky girl Whose dreams came true Is it always what it seems? Everything I've always wanted But underneath it all I'm just like you you I I got everything I've always wanted

You fell into our arms We're rotten fruit We're damaged goods What the hell, we've got got nothing more to lose One gust and we will probably crumble We're backdrifters We tried but there was nothing we could do Nothing we could do This far but no further

If crazy is a place, then I I hope they've got got space for two She might be my cocaine She might be my rehab And I I know it's messed up but I I can't get enough of you you It don't matter what we say It don't matter all the things we do And I I ain't tryna OD But if

Tearing me inside I I wasn't promised a thing You You keep mocking me But you you will never again Before you you know it, after you you're gone Giving into what has got got me Feeling claustrophobic, scarred Severed me from all emotion