We were a rock, ready to roll, there was a fire down in our souls And all the whole world had to stand still, then turn around us 'Cause that was the deal And oh how those nights went flowing like wine, When I was all yours and you were all mine And we

Ah, ah, arms It feels like something's heating up, can I leave with you? I don't know what I'm thinking bout, really leaving with you Senorita, I feel for you You deal with things, that you don't have to He doesn't love ya, I can tell by his charm But

Gave the Philippe to that lil' bitty bitch and I made her a monster (Yeah, yeah) I can't address all the issues I'm dealin' with, I'm goin' bonkers (Yeah, yeah) You not meetin' up to my criteria, I'm not responsive (Yeah, yeah) I had apartments filled up

We can't feel ordinary love And we can't reach any higher, If we can't deal with ordinary love We can't fall any further if The sea wants to kiss the golden shore The sunlight warms your skin All the beauty that's been lost before wants to find us again

You and I we've been through a lot together And I look back and I just uh, I appreciate all the times that we had together, you know? I remember just going down in my room and You know down, and trying to deal with some things And you have always been

That's right I'm in it Star fucker That's all them can do We deal with action ting Just a badman thing a dat man do When we roll 'round 'pon your block (I'll be long gone, grab that ass, set your code) That's why I'm in it and I can't get out

The fact that I can't deal It hurts to love you But I still love you It's just the way I feel And I'd be lying If I kept hiding It took thirteen beaches to find one empty In the ballroom of my mind Across the county line

DTP we got them guns that go Yea I'm all about that pistol player, cold blooded killer Niggaz recognize my name, I dub the young dealer You better tell ya man that with the gauges I'm nice Ill shoot up y'all white shirts until y'all look like dikes But

He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood He's the one that makes ya feel alright He's gonna be your Frankenstein Rat-tailed Jimmy is a second hand hood He deals out in Hollywood Got a '65 Chevy, primered flames Traded for some powdered goods Jigsaw Jimmy,

Oooooh weee, ooh wee, (la-la-la-la, lalalalalala) Yo, what's the deal, nigga? Ain't nuthin' pa, we just here and all that Trynna get our head rights, get this money right You know what I'm sayin', you know how it go Just another day in the hood