You never gonna change me I was already changin' I was wrong they say Flowers in the garden that won't grow Flowers on the train, it's not the same Flowers in the garden Life won't grow if we never change I'm missin'

No one will ever love you No one will ever love you like I do I know why you’re lonely It’s time you knew it too Don’t you try to tell me someone’s waiting They’re not waiting for you Oh and don’t you try to tell me that you’re wanted That you’re needed

Hey baby, I think I wanna marry you Who cares baby, I think I wanna marry you Is it the look in your eyes, or is it this dancing juice It's a beautiful night, we're looking for something dumb to do Don't say no no no no no Just say yeah yeah yeah yeah

Cake's on the menu Ain't that what you s'posed to do? Ain't I s'posed to eat it too? Baby, this might sound rude I'm taken but I want you And I don't wanna play by the book, no rules They say you can't have cake and eat it too But ain't that what you

Is that lost on you? To all the things I’ve lost on you, oh Tell me are they lost on you, oh Just that you could cut me loose, oh After everything I’ve lost on you So smoke 'em if you got 'em 'cause it’s going down All I ever wanted was you Let’s raise a

Are you there? You there? You there? Hello? You there? Ring ring (calling late night for ya) Are you there? (they gon' make up on ya) Hello? (I am hopping on the way ya) Real talk, you got me going crazy No more late night Ubers, baby I'm not coming to

Will a matchbox hold my clothes? But I woke up cold in hand Hey, sometimes I wonder, darling You know I haven't got so many You better pin'er up to your side Now, this tune should be easy for you to deal with All you gotta do is remember back home, You

Tamp 'em up solid, buddy, so they won't come down Tamp 'em up solid, so they won't come down Baby, in your hand, baby, in your hand (Traditional) Baby, when you marry your railroad man Every day'll be pay day, dollar bill in your hand Mary and the baby

Oh Lord, oh Lord Oh Lord, oh Lord, do You see us down here? Sometimes I look up to the sky When I die, put my ashes in the trash bag I don't care where they go Don't waste your money on my gravestone I'm more concerned about my soul Everybody's gon' die

Hands, in the, air, now! I got the crowd yelling (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) Aye, all the Dope Boyz yelling (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) Aye, from the back they yelling (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) Aye! Aye, all my