Havana moon, Havana moon Me all alone with jug of rum Me stand and wait for boat to come It's long the night, it's quiet the dock The boat she late since twelve o'clock Me watch the tide easin' in Is low the moon, but high the wind Me all alone, me open

Our eyes are open White white My body (my body) Walking in space How dare they try to end this beauty? In this dive We rediscover sensation Doors locked (doors locked)

All I wanna do is end up with you (ooh, ooh) End up with you, end up with you Lovin' in the back seat to the radio Wouldn't be the worst scenario 'Cause all I wanna do is end up with you Get home and we're locked out Middle of the backyard laying down

Damn, I got these bitches on lock doh They drag me in the house and then they lock door They fighting for the number one spot though, whoa I got these bitches on lock doh Man have got, damn, I've got And I got, 'cause man have got 10 o'clock that man are

Hey, 'cause I need a best friend, uh Play the block like Tetris, uh Baby girl, it was worth it Yeah, I'm sorry to be selfish Will you be my best friend, girl? Yeah or nah? Yeah yeah Yeah, 'cause I need a best friend, uh Fifteen hundred on Jimmy Choos,

MC's, you like the way we swing Ah clock this y'all, we're on the microphone The Underground is rockin with the hip-hop song MC's, you like the way we swing (you like the way we swing) MC's... they don't know DJ's... they don't know The funky beat is

Don't stop, make it pop DJ, blow my speakers up Tonight, I'm-a fight Tick-tock on the clock But the party don't stop, no Till we see the sunlight Yeah, you got me DJ, you build me up You break me down

Do you remember when we first met? I sure do, it was some time in early September You were lazy about it, you made me wait around I was so crazy about you I didn't mind So I was late for class, I locked my bike to yours It wasn't hard to find, you

I said it must be cause a nigga got dough Extraordinary swag and a mouth full of gold Hoes at my shows they be stripping off they clothes And them college girls write a nigga name on they toes Niggas talk shit 'til they get lockjaw Chrome to ya dome 'til

Dark lady laughed and danced and lit the candles one by one Danced to her gypsy music till her brew was done Dark lady played back magic till the clock struck on the twelve She told me more about me than I knew myself The fortune queen of New Orleans,