Yeah, you're just my type, yeah, yeah Just my type But you're just my type The kind that only calls me late at night You can't decide if you'll be yours or mine I hate to say it, but you're just my type Oh, I hate to say it, but you're just my type You

Yo nahmsayin? Yeah she'll take you out too kid Take this shit out A rainy day laid up thinkin' sittin' gettin' bent Watchin' old seventy flicks, mind's on the slouch Back on the couch, heard the phone ring It was a shorty from uptown I met back day, long

I bet you still think about me Yeah I bet you still think about me Like I think about you Even when I don't want to There's just something about you baby There's nothing that I can do I think about you, you were always wild and free I know we couldn't

Yeah, Obie Trice, real name no gimmicks I came in the game, profane no image I came in the game with a name I was given from a mayn who ain't give a fuck about his children I proclaim the name though, never in vain no Watch the change grow A young nigga

Love the way you pay attention You notice everything So I give my everything My pain and my struggle My friend and my lover Feels like a forever thing Yeah, you take my everything So we can have everything Yeah, we gon' have everything

Baby let me be your last I wanna be last, yeah Your last first kiss Would you wanna stay? If I were to say Baby let me be your Let me be your last first kiss I wanna be first, yeah Wanna be the first to take it all the way like this

Where do broken hearts go? Now I'm searching every lonely place Every corner calling out your name Tryna find you but I just don't know Yeah, it took me some time but I figured out How to fix up a heart that I let down Or are you giving it to someone

We're gonna ri-ri-ri-ri-rise 'til we fall We're gonna ri-ri-ri-ri-rise They don't speak our language When we hit the bottom, then it goes up Climb to the top with you We could be the breaks, ones who never made yeah I could be talking to you They tryna

Dale, lúcete pa' no ignorarte Pa' mañana volver a llamarte Que sea yo el que tenga que ganarte Y grabarte para no olvidarte Ya te diré si más alante te llamaré (yeah-yeah) Repetiré si es que me gusta to' eso que probé (ahh) Sorpréndeme Haz una pose que

What you wanna do? I got that old thing back What you wanna see? Baby sing relax and feel What you did, where you are You're with a star Uh yeah, Bad Boy baby Ralph Tresvant Biggie Smalls