You're an S.M.F. Black sheep of the family, nothing like the rest Separate from the others, failing all their tests Can't they see you're different, so hungry and so lean You're a walking wonder, you're a metal machine Look and you'll see you're a lot

Here’s to the good times, here’s to the sunshine Here’s to the ice you float your beer in To the tops they pop and the tan lines disappearin’ She’s a little bit tipsy Leans in for a kiss, she’s stealin’ your heart just like a gypsy And there you are just

(Ohhhh, yeah yeah yeah yeah) You can turn your back and then walk away (You can turn your back and then walk away) Soon be comin the judgment day (Ahh, soon there be comin the judgment day) Yes, uhh, breathe with me

I'm livin' that boss' life (life) But I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't That's how it is for me 'cause I live a boss' life See, me, man, I'm nothin' like you I got the kinda swagger that you ain't used to I'm leanin' in my ride, fo' fifth, cock bangin'

Talk about, judgement Speakin' to me with the people I'm leadin' em underway But you got it all wrong Let ye cast no judgement upon thy neighbor Before the beam of thy own eyes have been cleansed In the wicked ways of the world God gives the remission

I just wanna be yours (Wanna be yours) I wanna be your vacuum cleaner Breathing in your dust I wanna be your Ford Cortina I will never rust Secrets I have held in my heart Are harder to hide than I thought Maybe I just wanna be yours I wanna be yours, I

You're the best I ever had I left down in New Orleans Magnolia, you sweet thing You're driving me mad Got to get back to you, babe I'll soon be there Whippoorwill's singing Soft summer breeze Makes me think of my baby

Lean with me, pop with me Get high with me if you rock with me Smoke with me, drink with me Fucked up liver with some bad kidneys Drugs got me sweatin', but the room gettin' colder Lookin' at the devil and the angel on my shoulder Will I die tonight? I

Fresh Prince of Bel-Aire, all they do is stare Gold bottles, pop 'em like it's '96 (pop) Dirty niggas with clean money, this shit is beautiful (gorgeous) Black bottles, pop 'em at your funeral (uh) Dirty niggas with clean money, this shit is beautiful

It's the sweet love that you give to me That makes me believe we can make it through anything 'Cause when it all comes down And I'm feeling like I'll never last I just lean on you 'cause baby You're my better half And you look at me And give me that