I love to love ya baby I need a crunk tight nigga Makes seven figgas Laced with a platinum Not the silver shit nigga X to L stigga Now don't get me wrong cause I'm not a ho But I know what I got you can't handle though

It's just what we do Hey, we might look a little crazy tonight, hey baby that's alright It's our backwoods, boondocks roots, it's just what we do Hey, ain't no way to make this up, when it's runnin' through your blood There ain't no hidin' the truth, its

Run 'em through your hair And we can get to rockin' There you are and baby, here I am But I need something to do with my hands So maybe I should stick 'em in your pockets And I need something to do with my hands I need something to do with my hands Well

Whose bed have your boots been under? And whose heart did you steal I wonder? This time did it feel like thunder, baby? And who did you run to? And whose lips have you been kissin'? And whose ear did you make a wish in'? Is she the one that you've been

No more same old someone else Back to the one you used to love like crazy Maybe you'll save me from myself I'm gonna run straight back to us, baby When the sun comes around again You won't be waking up in a stranger's bed I don't say what I mean I don't

I wanna love now I wanna feel 'Cause I have been running too long Don't weight up this heart that you hold We must bear our souls, souls, souls Let the fate we fight take hold, hold, hold Baby when you come real close, close, close It's alright 'cause I

Baby please don't go, go, go, go Baby please don't go If I wake up tomorrow, will you still be here I don't know, if you feel the way I do If you leave I'm going to find you I stay running from tomorrow I feel the sun creepin' up like tick tock We'll

You can take my breath away I can be your hero baby I can kiss away the pain I will stand by you forever Am I in too deep? Have I lost my mind? Would you dance if I asked you to dance? Or would you run and never look back? Would you cry if you saw me

I don’t care if you don’t care, we don’t Run armageddon, your soul are you selling? N-O Snorlax, I'm lazy, come tickle me baby, Elmo I don't care if you don't care, we don't Hell no (ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay) Yuh, yuh, yuh, uh (ayy) I met the devil, my

I can't help it if I wanted to I wouldn't help it even if I could I wouldn't help it, no Looking in my mirror Took me by surprise I can't help but see you Running often through my mind Helpless like a baby Sensual disguise