You can run the streets with your thugs I'll be waiting for you Until you get through I'll be waiting Now peep it, here go the secret on how to keep a playa Some love makin' and homecookin', I'll see you later It don't take a lot to keep a nigga hard

Baby, do you feel that bass line pumpin' Tell me, can you hear that kick drum thumpin' on the 2 and 4 Let's get on that floor Love to hear the slide of the guitar ringin' Melody's saying everything I'm thinking And I'm starting to To think you think it

Don't wanna feel like drifting away People have a tragic habit Of letting love get in the way They tend to lose their overviews and overplay There is something I I wanna say, to say I I feel like drifting away You and I I have separate lives girl You and I I go

One love, one love, one thug One nation, twenty-one gun salute I'm hoping my true motherfuckers know This be the realest shit I I ever wrote Against all odds, up in the studio, getting blowed To the truest shit I I ever spoke 21 gun salute, dressed in

Hut 1 Hut 2 Hut 3 Go! Go on girl let me touch that body Hike up that skirt get naughty You know I I like it when you drop it low You know I I like it when you lose control 'Cause I'm the kind of guy you'd love to be There ain't nobody that could fuck with me

Mash it up now That's exactly what we gonna do Make it good You are so beautiful You are so wonderful And you can make your dreams Make them come true You get through everything And cast a laugh and sing

You can get it, you can get it, So long I've been in love with you, 404 612, hand me the phone I I put it in for you, Running into you ain't no coincidence I've been watching you for every since, You can try, you can try, Long, long, long, long, long So

I, I'm waiting for the sun, to come up Forever love Together love Sleep easy by my side Into gentle slumber you can hide I I can't sleep, with your warm ways You made me a woman tonight

Get someone you love? Get someone you need? Fuck that, get money I I can't give you my soul 'cause we're never alone I I don't want your body But I I hate to think about you with somebody else Our love has gone cold You're intertwining your soul with somebody

This is a mean old world, try and live it by yourself. I've got the blues, gonna pack my things and go. Sometimes I I wonder why can your love be so cold? Can't get the one you love, have to use somebody else. Guess you don't love me, babe, loving mister