Don't ask me what I think of you I might not give the answer that you want me to I can't help about the shape I'm in I can't sing, I ain't pretty, and my legs are thin Now when I talk to God I think he'll understand Stick by me and I'll be your guiding

Show me the way To get to Soulville, baby Show me the way to go home That's where I belong Oh, yeah (oh, yeah) Right on down to Soulville I'm gonna eat soul food It'll make you quick Over the candlestick

Who walked away from you Flip to me, I'm the centerfold I'm gonna charm you Stick to me, I'm the centerfold We're gonna go, oh Don't you wish you could hold The angel in the centerfold The fantasy you couldn't control

M-hmm, I keep it sticky-icky like lipgloss M-hmm, I keep it sticky-icky like lipgloss (Drip, drip, so slick, that's my lipgloss) Baby boy, gon' rot your teeth like what? Yeah, you know I'm sugary sweet Oh, damn (oh, damn) That flavor, flavor so good

Here she comes Miss Sarajevo Is there a time for keeping your distance A time to turn your eyes away Is there a time for keeping your head down For getting on with your day Is there a time for kohl and lipstick A time for curling hair Is there a time for

Here she comes Is there a time for keeping your distance A time to turn your eyes away Is there a time for keeping your head down For getting on with your day Is there a time for kohl and lipstick A time for curling hair Is there a time for high street

And when the owls cry in the night If the river runs dry, baby, how do you feel? Oh baby it's cryin' time Oh baby I got to fly Got to try to find a way Got to try to get away 'Cause you know I gotta get away from you babe

Yeah, one of those nights At the memories, this is gonna be one of those nights One of those nights She's getting dressed up, putting on that lipstick Shimmy shaking, right into them cut-offs baby, oh yeah You're getting off work, cashing out that

So keep on throwing your sticks and stones I'd rather fight with you all night Than never have you in my life I can't bear to let you go I can't bear to let, bear to let you go Oh you left a hole in me But I don't cut easily I'm only just holding up, on

We rockin' Rollies for real, we rockin' Rollies for real High profile drug dealers, oh I'ma keep a dirty stick, you ever think I ain't the same me Went and baptized my wrist in VVS', oh Stackin' this mula up to Avatar Bentayga, Rolls Royces, etcetera,