Doo doo doo doo do I must be in heaven How'd you get to shine so bright, girl I must be in heaven 'cause I'm looking at an angel My angel, how'd you get to be so fine How'd you get to look like that Heaven don't you call her back, yeah Halo halo, I'm not

Cash rules everything around me C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill y'all "Good God Almighty, like back in the old days You know, years ago they had the A&R men to tell you what to play How to play it and you know whether it's disco and rock But

I get the money everywhere that I go I bust a bitch and take her money fo' sho You ain't trying to hot box with me, I swing hard liquor Going down by the second round, all hail the underground How that sound? Xzibit backing down from a conflict Fuck the

But I'll never get over losing you Was a fool with my money And I lost every dime And the sun stopped shining And it rained all time Oh it did set me back some But I made it through But I never get over losing you Do you know how much mean to me

Whiskey and you, Ain't nothing I can do, But come crawling back to, Whiskey and you. Always there, When my world starts closing in, Something to hold, No matter how long it's been. Gets me high,

Why does love got to be so sad? Got to find me a way To take me back to yesterday How can I ever hope to forget you? Won't you show me a place Where I can hide my lonely face? I know you're going to break my heart if I let you Like a moth to a flame Like

How the hell does a broken heart Teach itself to start Beating again ba ba ba ba Get back together when it's torn apart Don't you think it was hard? I didn't even say that you died But it wouldn't have been such a lie 'Cause then I started to cry Ba ba

We are, we are, we are It hurts when your denial's exposed We are the truth that hurts the most 'cause But as I get to the end of mine You deny and think everything is fine The time has come to bring you down Take the power back I'll show you how I hear

I'm blem for real, I might just say how I feel We need to forward to the islands and get you gold, no spray tans I need you to stop running back to your ex he's a wasteman Don't switch on me, I got big plans Move from me when you're extra Move from me

Like our lives depend on it We used to be loving, touching, kissin', f- How we did get to lying, crying, always fighting Why you lookin' at me with angry eyes? If we don't get back to loving, touching, kissin', f- How we ever gon' make it out alive? Oh,