I feel our bodies getting colder And it's the road that leads to nowhere But all I want to do is go there She's got me, running from the daylight She gives me, a feeling that I can't fight Before we started it was over I'm not ready to start again And

Hmm, c'est si bon Lovers say that in France When they thrill to romance It means that it's so good Oh, c'est si bon So I say it to you Like the French people do Because it's oh-so good, ba-ba-doo, doo day Every word, every sigh

And we gon' ride on forever We ride out together It's the only way we know to go Squad up, never roll alone Pull up right in your zone Take over the street, that's how we roll Came in at first, had bad luck Got a whole lot, remember I ain't had nothin'

Ooh woo, I'm a rebel just for kicks, now Might be over now, but I feel it still Is it coming? Let me kick it like it's 1986, now Am I coming out of left field? I been feeling it since 1966, now Might've had your fill, but you feel it still (Ooh woo, I'm

You don't say that it's over, over But you speak without words Making me feel so damn good, 'bye Speak without words So let my greatest fear walk out the door, ahh Ahh, never thought this could die Making me feel so damn good, 'bye Ahh, yea yeah

I can feel your halo halo halo I can see your halo halo halo Everywhere I'm looking now I'm surrounded by your embrace Baby I can see your halo You know you're my saving grace You're everything I need and more It's written all over your face Baby I can

Was it just an afterthought? Somehow in my head, it's overgrown It's made me question everything I know Did what you say contain an undertone? It goes on and on and on It keeps turning up, it won't leave me Did I say enough? Speak freely Did my words

Tell me that you love me girl and no one else I let you feel good girl within yourself Show me that you love me girl, it's just you and I And love me with all your might, right This is why you should let me be your lover What I'm thinking about you Is

Love her like she's leaving Oh and I guarantee she won't Like it's all going to end if you don't We cut the cake everybody danced And some people drank too much You looked like the cover of Brides magazine And I looked like some guy in a tux I'll never

Money is the mission, it's skrilla over bitches Pull up on her and she make a decision to get in Yeah, your girl hella talkative 'round rich niggas Room full of hittas and you squares can't get in Movin' through the air, eatin' shrimp in the Gulf Stream