You got to get back up And when they push you you down, Push the dirt off your jersey than go for the cup Or the trophy or the ring, champion no matter what Cause when you you got the belt and the ring People with ya poppin' bottles, taking pictures look around

'Cause it's a good night To be out there soakin' up the moonlight Stake out a little piece of shore line I've got the perfect place in mind. It's in the middle of nowhere, only one way to get there You You got to get a little mud on the tires. And then with

When you you gonna give it up to me So back it up deh, so pack it up yeah Cause I wanna be the man that's really gonna have it up And mack it up andslap it up yeah So what is up yeah you you know you you got the sinting I Nna me pants a develop and a swell up and

And you you don't really wanna fuck with me Only nigga that I trust is me Fuck around and make me bust this heat That's the devil, they always wanna dance Yeah, what up, Detroit? Nu-uh, nu-uh nuh, no, he didn't They didn't do it again (What-what, you what?)

Powerless for your love I think I'm losing my mind I need to be strong But you you've made me weak I won't do you you wrong 'Cause these feelings run deep Where do we belong? I know we'd search to find 'Cause I'm powerless for your love

Feel a way, feel a way, young nigga feel a way I've stopped listening to things you you say I tried with you you And getting high with you you I had to let go of us to show myself what I could do And that just didn't sit right with you you And now you you're trying to make

We ain't ever gettin' older I know it breaks your heart Moved to the city in a broke-down car and And I, I, I can't stop (can't stop) No, I, I, I can't stop (can't stop) So, baby, pull me closer In the backseat of your Rover That I know you you can't afford

Waitin' for you you (Let's talk about love) This is a world premiere That sloppy (West, west, west) We been waitin' for you you For the feeling I can barely describe, where you you reside? Is it in a woman, is it in money, or mankind? Tell me something got me losing

Better hide your heart, better hold on tight Say your prayers, 'cause there's trouble tonight When pride and love battle with desire Better hide your heart, 'cause you you're playing with fire Johnny saw her riding on a street car named Desire, his fate was

Yeah, it's a good, good, good to be alive It's a crazy, perfect, messed up, beautiful ride This world could throw me anything with you you by my side Gonna find us a couple of glasses Gonna pour us a bottle of wine There ain't no better way to get this Long