Tonight's the night It'll be alright Don't stop moving baby Oh don't stop moving baby I can feel the night time coming I can feel my resistance falling so low Don't you know baby you got it This hold on me But I love just what you're doing

She shake it, it feel real The paper flowin' still, now that bitch wanna chill Damn, this shit stay chill My homies the real deal, we smokin' that kill-kill They can't wait until we turn this bitch upside down My homies the real deal, we smokin' that

Can't nobody bring me down, down, down, down, down I feel good, today Can't nobody bring me down And I just got paid, and I think I'm gonna hit the town Can't nobody bring me My truck A/C is broken That Georgia breeze is blowin' I'm feelin' easy goin'

Something's got a hold on me I can't let it go Right, right, right, right Right, right, right Sometimes I think pain is just a lack of understanding If we could only understand it all, would we feel no pain? God must feel no pain Does this mean even our

Not really sure how to feel about it Something in the way you move Makes me feel like I can't live without you It takes me all the way Round and around and around and around we go Oh now, tell me now, tell me now, tell me now you know I want you to stay

You're fillin me up baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby Ooh, ooh baby Touch me and i come alive I can feel you on my lips I can feel you deep inside In your arms I finally breathe Wrap me up in all your love That's the oxygen I need, yeah

They said it was too late for us But we are coming back to life A little every time we touch I wanna run away tonight I feel like I'm in love with you Tomorrow we can face the lie Right now, let's just Sunset rolling, summer stolen

I can feel it on your mind C'mon, you're talking about it around the house C'mon, uh, baby I love to hear your mouth We've had a conversation, but you know that's just a fraction What you wanna say about me Is I'm all talk, and no action C'mon, you hear

Look at me, I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree; And I feel like I'm clingin' to a cloud, I can' t understand I get misty, just holding your hand. Walk my way, And a thousand violins begin to play, Or it might be the sound of your hello, That music I

What they gone' do? Put blindsides on my eyes, young nigga I can feel the money (I can feel the racks) I got some young niggas pull on the opps And they kill for money (they slide they slide) You ever felt a zombie? (Who?) Yo' body gon' smell like vomit