I wish you were on it And you know the way I could use a little Henny right now Rushin' over, runnin' into my house Just want you back, tears rollin' down your face Drop your keys on my hardwood floor Kiss me like you never kissed me before And girl I

You know on every pay day She'd be standing around the landing crying You know love make you do things you don't want to do Your little trouble is coming home some day You know I had a job on the levee I had a good looking woman who lived in Hughes I had

You'll let me in With those whiskey eyes You'll tell me things I know they're all lies I will fight, I'll fight for you And there's nothing I can't do I'm a motherfuckin' Coke Boy! On the count of three I want everybody to say

I'm waiting patiently Though time is moving slow I have one vacancy And I wanted you to know that You're the one, designed for me A distant stranger, that I will complete I know you're out there, we're meant to be So keep your head up, and make it to me

Go 'head do what you came to do You want the truth, you can't handle the truth We on a need to know basis and you don't need to know Wanna know all the things that I used to do When I keep it on the real you get an attitude You want to follow my past

Do you love me (do you love me) Do you love me, do you love me Really love me (really love me) I want to know I mean like do you You really like my limousine You like the way the wheels roll You like my seven inch leather heels And goin' to all of the

I don't know, no What you do? I never want it to ever be over I'm out in Philly, I thought it'd be colder Drunk off the liqui, I might need a chauffeur Check out my jiggy, check out my (uh) Oh no, no, hold up Pull my sticky out the jar, come on You short

I can hear your heartbeat Nigga, you pussy, you scared Why the fuck would you come around here? Yeah, you know a dog sense fear You bark while we bite around here We ain't cut from the same cloth, we into different shit I want the bread, you want the

But I know it's my emotions going in for the kill, like Uh-huh! (Uh-huh!) Uh-huh! (Uh-huh!) Goin' in for the kill Uh-huh! I think you're movin' in too close But I think that it's my body wanting it the most, like Uh-huh! I don't know what it is I feel

We are the human radio Keep your eye on the prize and your feet on the ground The human radio is playing your anthem We march, we fight, we live We scream, we die, we give We want the world to know Keep moving subject, matter around I'm reaching out to