I'm wishing on a star To follow where you are And I wish on all the rainbows that I see I'm wishing on a dream To follow what it means I feel it's time we should make up, baby I feel it's time for us to get back together And make the best of things, oh,

I can tell that you're not gonna turn back- Though the road is out stretching before you, And the farther you go, Ain't nothing gonna get you to heaven And you know just who you are Ain't nothing gonna get you to heaven- Lady, you come across the water,

Forget our memories Forget our possibilities (Just give me myself back and) What you were changing me into Take all your faithlessness with you Sometimes I'm in disbelief, I didn't know I don't need one more day, of you wasting me away Sometimes I need

That for worse or for better we're better together Please just come back home No don't say that you're sorry And I won't say I told you so Oh can't you see You said you needed your space I wasn't where you wanted to be I didn't stand in your way

All I want from you is drug sex Run it up and never go back (Go back) Tell me why the fuck you mad though? (Mad though) I ain't that used to getting mad dough (Mad dough) I dropped forty pointers on your ass, ho (Ass, ho) Forty pointers on your ho-ass

I can give you what you want I forgot some good old lovin' And I got some in store You got to come back for more 'Cause mama I'm sure hard to handle, now, gets around Pretty little thing, let me light your candle' I'm the man on the scene

Lord's gonna get us back I know, I know Don't you worry baby You won't feel a thing Close your eyes Holy roller Novocaine My darling you look lovely I've come to lay you down Uncover your head and submit to me

You know how we roll nigga bring the noise Y'all don't wanna fuck with them boys Come on dog put away them toys 'Cause I'm a put in a clip and you'll get yours I smell pussy Smell pussy I'm a take it back to the shit talkin', slick talkin' Slap a nigga

It's been a long time, a time I shouldn't left you Without a Mustard beat to step to Flex to, let loose, finesse to Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, bang your set too Aw damn, no they didn't Three Musketeers back together and they winning And they getting too

And I know that you don't But if I ask you if you love me I hope you li-li-li-lie You look happy Flashing back to New York City Changing flights so you'd stay with me Now I wish we'd never met 'Cause you're too hard to forget