(Hands yeah yeah yeah) You say you're better with Come on lay your hands, your hands on me In the dark silence so loud You only gotta lay your hands on me We don't have to talk 'cause talk is cheap I've been thinking about it I've been thinking all night

And I'll be me Why don't you be you Just let it be So come on, let it go Everything that's broke Leave it to the breeze From walking home and talking loads Seeing shirts in evening clothes with you From nervous touch and getting drunk

I don't even understand how the fuck my plug talk (huh? what, what?) Pick him up in a space coupe, I don't let my plug walk (skrrt, pull up in a space coupe) New freak, had to cut my other lil' bitch off (ooh, ooh, lil' bitch) Fifty K, you could come and

Of cabbages and kings And there’s only one (and there is only one) The time has come, the Walrus said To talk of many things Of ships and shoes and sealing wax Just one life to live (one life to live yeah) Assuming that we’ll make it Yes there’s only one

But never truly lied at all, then and now True to truth somehow Gang, gang, I tell her come fuck with the gang I tell 'em don't fuck with the gang It's time to fuck up the whole game! Gang, gang, gang They talkin' down on my name, don't let 'em run off

(Who got shot tonight?) Who shot the shot? Who got shot tonight? I come from a long way away And I know a fine thing when I see it For the same reason no one ever pointed a telescope at the sun Talking about the Red Angels of N-Y City Not even five

Now those days are over And we are all ghosts We used to sleep all day and talk all night Stay up by the TV light (oh, oh) When your baby teeth ain't milky white Wipe the stardust from your eyes (oh, oh) I said "oh come on love, we'll be just fine

Talk to me nice, I'll pull up and I'll come through Talk to me nice (nice) Fuck with the move (movie) Fifteen thousand (yeah, yeah) Just for some shoes (cash) Put it on a sprinter (sprinter) This is not a rental (no) Put it on a Lil Boat (Lil Boat)

It's the House Rent Boogie I come home last Friday, talk to the woman that I lost my job She says, don't confront me and so I have my rent next Friday And next Friday come, I didn't have the rent and out the door I went Come here now, y'all, right 'cross

Cuzz here comes Tecca Nina I be bustin (bustin) parents be fussin and cussin Cause all I talk about is silicone and muffins (muffins) So if you didn't come to hear some strips clubs hits Then get the hell on cause I'm gettin my mail on; I'm hustlin I'm