Miss your voice, the touch of your hand Just long to know that you understand My buddy, my buddy, your buddy misses you Nights are long since you went away I think about you all through the day My buddy, my buddy, no buddy quite so true

I got bands in the coupe (Coupe) Bustin' out the roof All I really wanna see is the (Money) I don't really need the D, I need the (Money) Touch me, I'll shoot (Bow) I was born to flex (Yes) Diamonds on my neck I like boardin' jets, I like mornin' sex

Seems like a touch, a touch too much A touch too much It wasn't the first It wasn't the last Too much for my body, too much for my brain This damn woman's gonna drive me insane It was one of those nights When you turned out the lights And everything

Let it kiss you some stars out of the sky Get carried away like some deep river rolling Tonight, I wanna be your cowboy lullaby There's just something about horses That can touch you deep down in your soul You and me can do that tonight and Underneath

Now it's time to trade those dreams For the rush of passion's fire I can feel you tremble when we touch Reaching out to both of us I can't hold back, I'm on the edge (I can't hold back) You voice explodes inside my head I can't hold back, I won't back

Oops, baby, I love you Oops, my baby, you woke up in my bed Oops, we broke up, we're better off as friends Now I accidentally need you, I don't know what to do And when I think about the way you touch my body You've got me singing This could be my

In the middle of the night You gotta come on, come on Say that we'll be together Come on, come on When I'm in this dream It's like a million little stars Spelling out your name I'm caught up in you Burning brighter than the sun

Bound and chained by your silence Things to be known If it awakens, Just where, Hey, hey you What ya gonna do? When you open your eyes And you realize Out of touch

How can we go back to the beginning? I need your love And I'm dying for the rush 'Cause my heart ain't got enough I need your touch This is getting serious Tell me that it's not the end of us Without you, I’ve got no air to breathe in I've been sick and

Rasta man wheel out And know you have it there And come over here Office ease out, don’t you have no fear? Officer ease out and don’t you touch me by my hair I was yadding down the lane And I buck up in a old blue seem And he ask why my eye so red I said