Play your position, we switchin' positions, lights out Girl I know you're down for playin' Your body done started up this conversation Girl, let's get it We party all night, then you leave in the mornin' You a bad mothafucka, you the shit right now I

Bother me, tell me awful things You know I love it when you do that Helps me get through this without you Love it when you do that on me You know I love it when you move that on me Burn me down 'til I'm nothin' but memories I get it, girl (I get it,

Shoot 'em down, Shoot 'em down, Shoot 'em down, She looks so fine Like champagne or wine No one ever gets her Oh ain't she cool Plays us for fools If we want to let her Across the room she sees some buffoon Blown away by her style

While she up and down on that pole Yeah, drop it down and get low Drop it down and get low, drop it down and get low She said she want a stunner I said, "baby girl, I'm gettin' money" Drop it down, get low, uh-uh, uh-uh Can't forget the girl if I wanted

Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met Losing him was blue like I'd never known But loving him was red Missing him was dark gray all alone Burning red Loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead-end street Faster than the

I'll be makin' my way further down the road I'll be makin' my way I want to get there some day Half a mile outside Buloxi Did I come or did I go Seven sirens singin' to me Why I listen I don't know I got some smokes I got some coffee My head is ready to

'Cause I see, sparks fly, whenever you smile Drop everything now Meet me in the pouring rain Kiss me on the sidewalk Take away the pain Get me with those green eyes, baby As the lights go down Gimme something that'll haunt me when you're not around The

Focus on me Focus on me (focus) Focus on me (focus on me) Let's find a light inside our universe now Where ain't nobody keep on holding us down Just come and get it let them say what they say 'Cause I'm about to put them all away I know what I came to do

Seems like a dream They got me hypnotized Got me hypnotized It's the same kind of story That seems to come down from long ago Two friends having coffee together When something flies by their window It might be out on that lawn Which is wide, at least

Whoa, you stress me out, you kill me You drag me down, you fuck me up We're on the ground, we're screaming I don't know how to make it stop I love it, I hate it, and I can't take it I tell myself I'm done with wicked games But then I get so numb with all