Like it was burnin' way back With the same ol' flame that got away and never gave my heart back Aww, and that same ol' flame burns I'm still the same ol' boy in love Me and you and this town we been through it you could say that I I guess some things never

I just don't give a fuck! So when you see me on your block with two glocks Screamin', "Fuck the world," like 2pac Talkin' that shit behind my back, dirty mackin' Tellin' your boys that I'm on crack So put my tape back on the rack Go run and tell your

DJ don't you play nothing slow Keep those girls out on the floor Gotta make them want to come back for more. Been here since the sun went down, Be here when it comes back around Worked all week it's time to play Gonna get a little bit sideways And it's

They're gonna be alright, they're gonna carry on Help from above will come back strong I I got faith in us, I got faith in Him The clouds will part and the sun will shine again, amen It's whispered from a tractor on a flat Midwestern plain The fields are

Every day I'll wait Every day, every day I'll wait Woke up home half drunk Got a feeling we ain't done No one's gonna know you better 'Cause I I was your first one Back when we were so young I I know we still wake up together Yeah, I'll stay

Ooh, oh, whoa-oh Thinking of you, thinking of you I'm thinking of you Wanna be with you I I wasn't looking for a romance Blue skies but I'm in the dark Waiting on someone that gotta pick me up Ooh, I'm coming right back Tried to forget about you and no

Mo bounce in the motherfuckin' house Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce When that shit goes down, the block get loud In your backyard bumpin' while we blazin' out Make it bounce in the motherfuckin' house Bounce, b-bounce, bounce, b-bounce Bounce in the

Beach of Fortune and the neon sky You know while back with us will be go tonight That's what they told us and they must be right, so let's ride They built this city for me and you yeah, Snoop A yes sir, radio station, BUSH69 when you're down Take me to

(Aha, aha, aha) I said me and my backwood Ooh we be vibing so good Said papa gon' roll one for me He gon' get me lit, he my everyday smoke Baby let it fall right through me Give me one more hit of that everyday nasty, so nasty Light me up, till my

Gotta get me some. And it turns out she's got everything I I want, but all rolled into one. She smokes a little home grown, drinks a little Cuervo. Still a little down home, there was never a doubt. You know, she's got everything I I want, but all rolled