I heard every word you said And trying hard to understand Exactly what it is, you need, from me Baby I apologize I never meant to make you cry But there ain't no doubt, we can work it out yeah Cause I'm gonna be around Don't worry baby

I can make a thug cry, tonight There's something 'bout you Baby we got to Give it all that we got for the moment Watch me make a thug cry, tonight Cause that's how true love is supposed to be ain't it When it feels so good it shakes all your belief, baby

I don't belong here I wish I was special You're so fuckin' special But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doing here? When you were here before Couldn't look you in the eye You're just like an angel Your skin makes me cry

Do you cry sometimes? And your papa's kinda mean You can stop playing that shit out on me Chasing down a wild fire Are you trying to make a cold liar out of me? You wanna get high? You overcome those desires before you come to me I think your mama's

I don't know why why but I love to see you cry I don't know why why it just makes me feel like I don't know why Maybe I just want to touch you for your warm inside again Maybe I just want to let you the sweetest pleasure is me Are you coming to the

Much too high Much too high You're one in a million You're one in a million babe You're a shooting star Maybe some day we'll see you Before you make us cry You know we tried to reach you Yeah that's what you are

Never want to make those tears, come to your eyes Never want to make you cry I want to make you mine, all the time So put all of your bettings on the side 'Cause I'm gonna take you on a ride And forget your pride I never want to hurt you lady So just

Love, love, hooray for love Who was ever too blase for love Make this the night for love If we have to fight, let`s fight for love Some sigh and cry for love Ah, but in Pa-ree they die for love Some waste away for love Just the same - hooray for love!

Sometimes I do. I do sometimes You can’t see it, it might be behind you Keep those eyes wide Who’ll weep for them? Who weeps for them? Keep your eyes on the back of your If they adorn themselves with crystals To make them look sharp

We done went to war with the realest, shot it out with the best Talkin’ high-end gorillas, banana clips make a mess I seen young niggas cry, I seen young niggas fold I seen young niggas die because a young nigga told For the love of the money, for the