Lay it on to the dawn Everything we done is wrong I'll be lonesome when I'm gone I was born in this hotel Washin' dishes in the sink Magazines and free soda Tryin' hard not to think She can talk to squirrels...oh, ho yeah Comin' back from the

Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang Oo-chie wally wally Oh yeah muthafucka that's that shit Ladies make it hot Thugs make it hot make it pop He really really really work my body He really really really turned me out

Send me some lovin' Send it, I pray How can I keep loving you Only when you're so far, far away? Ooh, send me your kisses Why don't you send it, my dear So I can hold you And pretend, yeah, you are here Why don't you send me your kisses?

But I'm the only ghost walkin' through the hallways The pain gets so much clearer When the one to blame is standing in the mirror This fool, this life Lit a match and set his life on fire Yeah, she tasted like home Oh well, home ain't what I'm callin' I

Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't Don't think I don't think about you oh oh 'Cause I do, 'cause I do, boy Don't, don't, don't 'Cause I do boy 'Cause I do, 'cause I do, 'cause I do, yeah Keep writing you All this racing heart Got you on my mind

I say if we gonna do it, do it right (yeah, yeah yeah yeah) If we gonna do this, do it right (yeah, yeah yeah yeah) If it's me and you, we gotta fight (yeah, yeah yeah yeah) We gotta do it, oh we gotta do it right I say if we gonna do it, do it The only

Caught in the moment, tangled up in your sheets My imagination's too creative Falling, falling, needed something to believe in, oh But it was all in my head It was all in my head (Skrrt, skrrt) Yeah, look at you, boy, I invented you Your Gucci tennis

But right now I'm on this lake shore And I'm sittin' in the sun I'm sure it'll hit me When I walk through that door tonight Oh, lookie there, I've got a bite Yeah, I'm gonna miss her And I love to fish

Baby, what'd I say? Tell your momma, tell your pa, Gonna move you back to Arkansas. All right, baby what'd I say? Whoa, all right, baby what'd I say? Oh baby, oh baby. All right, baby, what'd I say? Oh, all right, yeah. Yeah, what'd I say?

I'm the mack, I'm the mack I'm the mack, I'm the mack (Yeah) I'm the mack, I'm the mack (Skeet) Minor setbacks for major comebacks, yeah (Ooh) Baby, have a talk with your son That nigga lookin' like a sack, huh (Bitch) I'm the mack, I'm the mack (Mack)