Fall off in the spot, every girl coming like a shark Hanging on my necklace, this ain't no ski resort Put that thing in park, I'ma let my fit pick you apart Glowing in the dark, pretty young girls on board Running with the marksmen, everything on point

Good morning little school girl Sometime I don't know what I'm gonna buy me a airplane Now who's that coming, yonder? Can I go home with Can I go home with you? Tell your mother and your father I once was a schoolboy too Woman, what in this world to

Take your time coming home. Hear the wheels as they roll. Let your lungs fill up with smoke. Forgive everyone. She is here and now she is gone We had plans, we can't help but make love. It's a beautiful thing when you love somebody, And I love somebody.

Got to live for today cause tomorrow ain't promised to me Don't just want a piece I want my whole destiny If you got it, I'm gone take it If you're in it, you're coming with me Bench warmers, get no playing time No sleeping til I cross the line, I'm

I'm your furor I'm your furor baby What's your furor baby Feel the furor Kick the dust, wipe the crime from the main street Await the coming of the lord Hangin' round with them low down and dirty Bringing order from the boss What's the furor 'bout it all

I just put you on a wave I could put you on a wave Follow me into the ocean You will never be the same You're pretty as the ocean I'm coming with the gang So you need to get out our way The ladies love it when I sing The niggas love my abilities

After all this time I'm coming home to you 'Cause with all these things we do It don't matter when I'm coming home to you But with all that we've been through I reach towards the sky I've said my goodbyes My heart's always with you now I won't question

To be stuck with you I'm coming back home I'm coming back home to you And yes, I'm a mess but I'm blessed Sometimes it gets unhealthy We can't be by ourselves, we We'll always need each other, and Yes, I'm a mess but I'm blessed I just want you to know

I'm going to war Walk with me Hey if you hear me out there I get down on my knees every night and pray You never know when deaths coming all you hear is gunshots Little kids get to running Old ladys get off the block When the pops hit the truck music

I'm already ready to go I'm already thinking 'bout leavin' Gotta get you back in my shirt Get you out that dress Everybody at the party is checking your body I don't even mind it 'cause you're coming with me, girl And I know it's only seven thirty-two