Peaches living in niches Digging the scene like beautiful cliches I wanna be clean but I gotta get high It's good to be here, so hard to come by You bring pain cause you got game And needles and pins a man can't take Throwing shapes in a gangster lean

Give me somethin' to ride to And forget about life to The kind you wanna get high to Lay back in the night to Yeah used to be dance songs Slow jams and romance songs But now that she's gone and the radio's on Yeah I just want one that don't sing about

Sex me, don't caress me I'm good, I don't wanna be your bestie She like, "Wet me like a jet-ski" Get flee in a white tee You can't be my wifey, you're just like me Beat her to it, I'ma do it if she let me, yeah Two hundred on my neck, it get icy, yeah

Just gonna get my back Back, back, back, back Just noise, white noise Lately I've been thinking if you wanna get tough Then let's play rough I'm hearing static, you're like an automatic You just wanna keep me on repeat and hear me crying Givin' it

Wanna hear your beating heart tonight Before the bleeding sun comes alive Here's hoping we collide I want to make the best of what is left hold tight Eyes make their peace in difficulties with wounded lips and salted cheeks. And finally we step to leave

I'll be thinking about you. Now everything I do, is all for loving you. It's not something that we're used to. And now I'm gonna change my ways. And it's a part of you, I never wanna lose. I'll do anything you want me to. And if ever I'm alone you'll

Blues away, way, way I got two red pills to take the blues away Enjoy your privileged life 'Cause I'm not gonna hold you through the night We said our last goodbyes So let's just try to end it with a smile And I don't wanna hear that you are suffering

You're just too good to be true. Can't take my eyes off of you. Can't keep my eyes off of you. You feel like heaven to touch. I wanna hold you so much. At long last love has arrived And I thank God I'm alive. And if it's quite alright, I need you, baby,

What do you got, if you ain't got love Whatever you got, it just ain't enough You're walkin' the road, but you're goin' nowhere You're tryin' to find your way home, but there's no one there Who do you hold, in the dark of night You wanna give up, but

We want the funk Bitch where you when I was walkin'? Now I run the game got the whole world talkin', King Kunta Black man taking no losses Everybody wanna cut the legs off him (Now if I give you the funk, you gon' take it) Everybody wanna cut the legs