We're coming home again Well, nobody cares Everyone left you They're all out without you havin' fun Does anyone care if nobody cares? Get me out of here right now After ten cups of coffee Nobody likes you

Fabolous, Funk Flex Vol. 4 niggas see'mon It's gettin' hard to dodge the women But I'm still pitching hard white balls Faster than Roger Clemens, Ya know the kid with the O's That's as large as linens When it comes to sellin' trees I'm as large as

Plenty more for you, boy We in the funky four door, no floor He was serving that raw, oh boy She was making that noise, oh boy Hit me on the celly, watching Belly God's son, I can see they study Makaveli Peanut butter Benz, got the jelly at the deli If

Why does it feel so good? If it ain't love (Why can't you get enough?) (Could use a little love) (Could use, could use a little love) (Could use) What'd I do to deserve it? (Why) Why does it feel so good? (Does it feel) Why does it feel so good?

It's got what it takes So tell me why can't this be love? Straight from my heart Oh, tell me why can't this be love? Oh here it comes That funny feeling again winding me up inside Every time we touch Hey I don't know Oh, tell me where to begin cause I

You wouldn't know love So now you're back So you had your fun And now you're coming around again Sure baby, I should let you in So you can let me down again Well it doesn't really matter What you say or do You can tell me that you love me

Yeah, I've been burning up since you left I've been burning, yes, I've been burning Such a burden, this flame on my chest No insurance to pay for the damage Funny how time goes by Had respect for myself That river ran dry You reached the limit I wasn't

Ddrat, da-da-da-um-da Look back at it I get goosebumps when I look at it She ain’t never do this before, but she good at it Oh, girls just wanna have fun with it These girls ain’t really no good for me, yeah Ddrat, da-da, da Drdat, da-da-da, da Ddrat,

'Cause it's not too late Sometimes a man, he gets carried away, When he feels like he should be having his fun And he's much too blind to see the damage he's done Cause sometimes a man must awake to find that really he has no one So I'll wait for you and

Catch me if you can I'm in the jailhouse now Well hey, hey Mr. Policeman Hey, hey Mr. Policeman Bet I can drive faster 'n you can C'mon hoss lets have some fun Go on shoot me with a radar gun You look bored and I sure am I got a 75 Firebird trans am