Give me somethin' to ride to And forget about life to The kind you wanna get high to Lay back in the night to Yeah used to be dance songs Slow jams and romance songs But now that she's gone and the radio's on Yeah I just want one that don't sing about

Standing by the window Eyes upon the moon Hoping that the memory Will leave her spirit soon She shuts the doors and lights and lays her body on the bed Where images and words are running deep She has too much pride to pull the sheets above her head So

We'll run riot All the boys, all the girls Stole a key Took a car downtown where the lost boys meet Took a car downtown and took what they offered me To set me free I saw the lights go down at the end of the scene I saw the lights go down and standing in

I fuck on that bitch and we lay up Don't tell me you back in that action I passed her off like a lay up I tripled my cups like an addict She come through late night on them Xannies I get that mouth on the regular I get more lip than a cellular I fuck

When there's a shine on your shoes There's a melody in your heart What a wonderful way to start the day With a singable, happy feeling What a wonderful way to start To face the world every day With a deedle-um-dee-dulay Little melody that is making When

You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas, you pimps (Aha) (You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas you pimps) Gangster, gangster, gangster Don't make me Bring out the other side in me So I hear you think you gangster I heard you wanna be You gangstas, you

What you doin'? Hold on let me turn down the music I can't hear you. Come on man, who's this? What you got on? Ha-ha, come on stop playin'. I ain't got on shit.

If ya told me from the start That you played around, I woulda been fine Then I woulda played too And I guess I woulda had a good time You are so fine Fine, fine, fine, fine, fine (so doggone fine) Fine (your love was sent from above)

Beacon don't fly too high Kestrels breed, Looking further than I can see Without tact to read, She'd take a shine to me A lesson lost again Wanton borrowed gun For all your time, Playful crime in rain

You're such a liar I'd love to hang you You're all the same to me I fuckin' hate you You pull me down and you crucify my name, you make me insane It's broken now, don't ever look my way, don't even think I'm playing For everything you do, I'd like to