I don't get down like that Girl, you know I got a girl I just don't get down like that Baby, you fine Baby you's a dime But I just don't get down like Since I found me my lady Thinkin' about cheating would be crazy When I'm single it don't really matter

Baby, I think I love you today I think I love Every single little crack on your face Even our most casual embrace You don't have to try 'Cause I've made up my mind Remember that time You threw a can of beer at me like a stone You drunk too much wine

Don't cry for me Argentina The truth is I never left you All through my wild days My mad existence I kept my promise Don't keep your distance It won't be easy, you'll think it strange When I try to explain how I feel That I still need your love after all

It's obvious that you're dying, dying Just living proof that the camera's lying And oh oh open wide Don't look up just let them think You can't turn back Because this road is all you'll ever have 'Cause you'll go out in style You'll go out in style Yeah

Look so good Just a little more, little more You think you look so good A little more better That's what's gonna get you But you know that I know Oh you don't care But you know I'm there Baby's crying 'cause it's born to sing

No! No! No! You'll know, yes, you'll know And you will find, to give love a start Don't think with your mind; just feel with your heart Can anyone explain the wonder of love? But now that you and I are sharing a sigh We know, yes, we know Can anyone

Where my dogs at? One two one two, come through run through Gun who, oh you don't know what the gun do Some do, those that know are real quiet Let me think you wanna try it, fuck around and start a riot Niggas gonna buy it, regardless because I'm the

(you're beautiful) (for all your big mistakes) When do you come out to play? 'Cause if the Lord is gonna find me, He'd better start looking today. I don't know. I think they come from the cold (you stayed the same) To the city that don't snow.

Kinda makes me wonder Why you playin' with me? Do you think of me? So I'm waiting for the sun to come up Take me for a ride in your Beamer Ain't gon' stop 'til the stars are above Wish that you would talk to me 'Cause I don't really know just what to

Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry Two jumps in a week, I bet you think that's pretty clever don't you, boy? Flying on your motorcycle, watching all the ground beneath you drop You'd kill yourself for recognition; kill yourself to never ever stop