All eyes on me I need your attention Put your body on me You the one I'm missin' I don't want your love We ain't gotta fake it We both tryna fuck All eyes on ya Ask you how your week been

Get the vibe it's gonna be lit tonight Don't be shy, take control of me And I would not lie or play you Gyal we never miss, gyal we never miss Feels how we do it Feel your eyes, they're all over me Hypnotized, pull another one It's alright, I know what

At the end of the river the sundown beams All the relics of a life long lived Here, weary traveler rest your wand Sleep the journey from your eyes A kite above a graveyard grey At the end of the line far far away A child holding on to the magic of birth

Help me baby, ain't no stranger Yeah, you got satin shoes Yeah, you got plastic boots Y'all got cocaine eyes Yeah, you got speed-freak jive Can't you hear me knockin' on your window Can't you hear me knockin' on your door Can't you hear me knockin' down

If I wanted, I could take you from your man (please believe it) With my eyes closed, I could have you eating out the palm of my hand And all your little girlfriends, too (No you can't, you're a playa, I don't want you) Yes I can, and I will if I, if I

Explicit for ya I'm listenin' explicit for ya I'll say it if you need it darlin' I keep that Q of sour for ya Never seen it realer Keep the Q of sour for ya You never had it so visual, visual I hear you callin' With your eyes, with your eyes

Space coupe look like a UFO (Whoa) Smokin' on dope (Damn) They call me Yao 'cause my eyes real low (Low) Pourin' up fours (Whoa) You the type of nigga go cry to a ho (Ho) Butterfly doors (Ooh) Baby mama whip a pot on the stove (Whip it) Ain't no joke

Get the vibe it's gonna be lit tonight Don't be shy, take control of me And I would not lie or play you Gyal we never miss, gyal we never miss Feels how we do it Feel your eyes, they're all over me Hypnotized, pull another one It's alright, I know what

I'm scared to death when I see them arrive Infected eyes red, staring at me The time has come for retribution Now they're counting my actions The cries and shouts are confusing me Falling in disgrace, I don't want to go now And I am facing them, it seems

You look like rain You're the hallelujah kind I'm the dust that spins and the gust of wind that's blowing by I'm a desert dry And in my thirsty eyes 'Cause I'm hell up here on the high wire You and your Sunday mornings Me and my Saturday nights You and