Break that booty down Want some more baby I love the way you do it 'Cause you do it so crazy I'm counting down So turn around 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, and I make that booty go

What kind of love have you got? Victim of love, I see a broken heart. I could be wrong but I'm not, no, I'm not. Victim of love, we're not so far apart. You should be home but you're not. A room full of noise and dangerous boys Still make you thirsty and

Slaughter Gang shit, Murder Gang shit I'm on that Slaughter Gang shit, Murder Gang shit I pull up roll the window down and I just bought a pistol it got 30 rounds in it Pull up at yo momma house and put some rounds in it Wet a nigga block and watch them

Fly to a dream Once I had a dream And this is it Once there was a child's dream One night the clock struck twelve The window open wide Once there was a child's heart The age I learned to fly And took a step outside

We-ell, I can't quit you baby But I got to put you down a little while We-ell you done made me mess up my happy home Made me mistreat my only child Ah, when you hear me moanin' and groanin' Whoa you know it hurts me way down inside Whoa when you hear me

Just slip into the arms of the disco strangler Lookin' for the good life Dressed to kill She don't have to worry 'cause There's always someone else who will Loose and loaded every night Dancin' underneath the flashin' light Sayin, 'look at me, baby, look

Well baby, there you stand With your little head, down in your hand Oh, my God, you can't believe it's happening again Your baby's gone, and you're all alone And it looks like the end And you're back out on the street And you're tryin' to remember How do

Standing in the rain Milk carton mug-shot baby Missing since 1983 Twenty years of dirty needles So if you see me will you just drive on by Or will I catch the twinkle inside your eye And did you want me? Well I guess I want you Oh pretty baby how could

Layla, you've got me on my knees. Layla, I'm begging, darling please. Layla, darling won't you ease my worried mind. What'll you do when you get lonely And nobody's waiting by your side? You've been running and hiding much too long. You know it's just

Don't try to understand A life upon the road is the life of an outlaw man Woman, don't try to love me I am an outlaw, I was born an outlaw's son The highway is my legacy On the highway I will run In one hand I've a Bible In the other I've got a gun Well,