Oh boy dontcha line the track Oh boy dontcha line the track a lack a If I could I surely would O boy dontcha line the track Ooh, my love came tumblin' down Ooh, love comes tumblin' down Me and my old lady sittin' in the shade Talkin' 'bout the money that

Sensual, sexy, erotic How you workin' your body ooh You gon' make me You throw out your best To get me outta control, baby

Ooh (oh yeah) Ooh (it's lit), ooh (it's lit) How low, low can you go? She too fine everytime I see my baby like Everytime my bitch comin' out the bathroom Butt naked 'round the house God that ass lookin' But I got a problem with my baby, right

Can you help me? Tell me what you want from me Baby, help me Without you, my whole world is falling apart Life's a prison when you're in love alone I need you to come back home (ooh, girl, I love you) I don't wanna be alone (you know I need you) You know

Let me see how big your mouth is Turnin' clubs into houses Water to champagne fountains Turn flat chests into mountains And ooh I love that ass I'm taking off her blouses While she take off my trousers That's just a couple more problems To add to the

No grace, faking on the floor (Ooh, ooh ooh ooh) I walk to the rhythm of the rhythm of your heart But I’m awake But I will wait for you (Ooh, ooh ooh ooh) You ain’t saying nothing til your mama falls apart But I’m still bitter at the bullies in the park,

Ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh Wake up to the sound of your fleeting heart When you go, what you leave is a work of art On my chest, on my heart And my love is yours but your love's not mine And we'll hate what we've lost but we'll love what we find She went out

Spending our time like we are millionaires Singing our hearts out standing on chairs Laughing our heads of, the two of us there Millionaires Ooohoh ooohoh If time was money, yeah we'd be worth a fortune I swear you may think you're rich You could have a

My only sin is I can't win Ooh I wanna love that man Ooh that man is on my list And ooh that man I wanna kiss Ooh that man is like a flame And ooh that man plays me like a game Ooh, I'm gonna find that man I'm in a little bit of trouble And I'm in real

You lot, what? Don't stop, give it all you got Don't stop, yeah You're frettin', you're sweatin' What have we got? Yeah, ooh The magnificent seven Ring, ring, it's 7:00 A.M. Move yourself to go again Cold water in the face