Turn them heaadphones up To my man Nigga no, yo I kick that progress and to that dumb nigga god bless I know you can't sleep or rest behind that bullshit Now you rock the best scared to death while you walkin Fuckin up the talkin we straight up New

My heart changed my mind I gol' darn gone and done it Gone and done it (gone and done it) Guess I fell in love (gone and done it) Must've been the way he walked (gone and done it) Or his sweet, sweet talktalk (gone and done it) That love gets me every time I

I belong to you, you, you I belong to you Take care of me Talk all day then at night fall in deep Stimulate me I want you mental and physically I belong to Grab hold of me Gentle love but touch passionately

Oodles of light what a beautiful sight Both of God's eyes are shining tonight Rays and beams of incredible dreams And I am a quiet man. Strolling down the highway with my shoes in my hand I don't talk much I'm a quiet man Beauty and silence both run deep

On the sunny side of the street Walked with no one and talked with no one And I had nothing but shadows Then one morning you passed And I brightened at last Now I greet the day and complete the day With the sun in my heart All my worry blew away When you

Lord Pretty Flacko, Jodye Tell these fuck niggas, how you been? You can freshen our minds, niggas talk down every now and then On the style, gettin' styled 9 times out of 10 It was, Flacko, Jodye, Flacko, Jodye, Flacko, Jodye, Flacko Jodye Who the jiggy

Headed for the skies But you were young and bold, and baby Didn't that change with a wink of your eye A little dreamer Weren't they amazed when you were really last? You are the little dreamer They may talk about your cold when you were Now no one's

Shut up n dance Are you in or not Well shut up n dance If your into me Shut up n dance dance dance dance Its nine on the dot And were just talking we talk And I just wanted to stop 'Cause aren't we here for the music

And my eyes so low, soon as I walk in I got a joint rolled you know that I'mma spark it That's why I ride so slow, me and my gangsters I hear 'em talkin' like they livin' but they ain't us Pockets, they swole I won't leave here alone, came here with no

Tenth Avenue freeze-out I'm talking 'bout a Tenth Tear drops on the city, Bad Scooter searching for his groove Seem like the whole world walking pretty and you can't find the room to move Well, everybody better move over, that's all 'Cause I'm running on