I wanna make you feel wanted And I wanna call you mine Wanna hold your hand forever Wanna kiss your lips Never let you forget it Yeah I wanna make you feel wanted You know I'd fall apart without you I don't know how you do what you do 'Cause everything

I'm trying to let these demons out Baby, you know me too well Baby, I'm blacking out Once we get it going, we don't stop She moving like a fool it All that ass, let me show you what to do it I ain't slipping that's the rules with it Baby, is you fooling

This one is called lovers choice Never know yuh woulda really feel so nice, love sponge I don't want to let you go With you I'm in no hurry (oh no) Lord you are lovable, kissable Desire the inevitable Without your sweet caress I'm so damn miserable Touch

I forgot to love you, love you, love you Is it too late to turn around? I'm already halfway out of town Now I know how I let you down Oh, I finally figured it out If I came back now would you still be there? If I come around would you even care? It's

Oh, let it out You'll be my coward, my killer at heart Oh, let it out now And it will come down and tear us apart This is my one break down lost out She fell in with the stars I'm drinking up the rain drops From all her precious clouds I swear that

You'll never be alone And make it all your own So when we are apart I know there are some things we need to talk about And I can't stay Just let me hold you for a little longer now And take a piece of my heart I promise that one day I'll be around I'll

Play your position, we switchin' positions, lights out Girl I know you're down for playin' Your body done started up this conversation Girl, let's get it We party all night, then you leave in the mornin' You a bad mothafucka, you the shit right now I

It's just a tall, tall tale In a tall, tall tale (Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah) Oh, lights out Look at what we have here Please, please let me now Give grace to the host Be old, black and bald She need to fall

We gon' pull up with them sticks and hop out with them choppers Walking out the ten in blue Balenciagas I caught an opp, now I got blood on blue Balenciagas Up that forty, let that pistol sing a melody Fuck all of that talking, we can go to war Leave

We all got a past now 'Cause baby I'm the best (yeah, yeah) I don't need you to be perfect (yeah) You just gotta leave it in the past now (yeah) So cancel out your ex (yeah, yeah) And let 'em know I'm next (yeah, yeah) And cancel out your stress (yeah,