Golden years, gold whop whop whop Come get up my baby Don't let me hear you say life's taking you nowhere, angel There's my baby, lost that's all Once I'm begging you save her little soul I'll stick with you baby for a thousand years Nothing's gonna

Champagne and wine Sittin' here thinking, about the times I roamed Different girls, that I have known Of all girls, that I have met You are the one girl that I can't forget, listen We had our time, now Good and bad, now I can't forget a man I sho' ain't

Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry And I showed the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky And the tears that I cried for that woman are gonna flood you Big River Then I'm gonna sit right here until I die I met her accidentally in St. Paul,

In search of the pot of gold All the spotlight Is not for me I close my eyes And imagine I'm home I miss the days When life was simple But if I never tried to follow that rainbow It's a mother out there right now

If you wanna get down, throw another touchdown Get back to the corner, get slewed couple rounds I'm still in the B-Town, I'm still in downtown I'm in the B's, yeah Know just by the way that you talk I can tell there's something in you, hoe Look at me

Bad to the bone, yeah, the bone marrow All I give a fuck about is that dinero They say "You a fool boy, what’s wrong with Gerald?" I’m bad to the bone, yeah, the bone marrow The British are here The Bay is here, you know? Pull up in that Bruce Wayne

Cup full, yeah I'm on Poured up, she ready Leave here, too on Tell me where I'm headed Tree leaf, a little O You know I'm faded Heart shape and I love that Come here, I'm down with it

I'm gonna teach myself how to understand I'm gonna keep that smile on my face Maybe I'm not supposed to know Maybe I'm supposed to cry I'm gonna make my world a better place I'm gonna make myself a better man Sittin' here in my problem What am I gonna do

Never my love You ask me if there'll come a time When I grow tired of you You wonder if this heart of mine Will lose its desire for you What makes you think love will end When you know that my whole life depends On you (on you) You say you fear I'll

You ain't going nowhere. Where you going, where you tryna go Baby, baby? Boy, you better listen to the words I say Boy, you better act like you got some sense, 'Cause you got a dime, and that's money well spent. Sit yourself down, 'cause you know you're