Baby, there's nothing holding me back There's nothing holding me back Oh, I've been shaking I love it when you go crazy You take all my inhibitions You take me places that tear up my reputation Manipulate my decisions I know we'd be alright, I know we

I Like the Way she do it I Like the Way she do it, She put her back into it Then she drop it low, to gets the doe Let that ass drop, like my '64 I suppose to blow, you suppose to know Not to go against me or it R.I.P

Got a new way of driving Come ride in this car with me We'll ride in the mornin' Put your ? clothes in my ? Well we'll ride in the mornin' Come on baby in this car with me I'll ride you so easy Bring back your memory I ride so you bring back your memory

F&N (F&N), F&N (F&N) F&N (F&), F&N (F&N) Fuck around, parked the 'Vette and didn't even get back in it ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob Redbone bitch, yeah, like Hi-Tech, yeah How do I dress? Yeah, like my flesh, yeah Soon as I roll up, put my doors up Go'n head,

Trust you to dig my grave And I trust you There ain't no worries You can't drink away I trust you You can lie awake at night Pretend not to see But you can't put that apple back up on its tree Woke up this morning

Mother fucker it's a perfect crime Kickin' back in the shadows Got no need for the light Who's sorry now old timer Look at how you've spent your life Scroungin' for change To put some money in your pocket My how scratch does burn Laughin' at the fuckers

Lay back and suffer now I get tired of the heart attacks Every time it rains Put myself on the waiting list And get it all cleared up You're the one with the attitude Don't try and make me out To be the root of the evil and A whole lot other stuff

She won't stop me put it down And don't look back Oh baby don't stop Bury me and fade to black So get your gun and meet me by the door Would I lie to you? Gun it while I'm holding on Don't stop if I fall Wait until it fades to black

And I know what's on your mind God knows I put it there But if I took it back Well you'd be nowhere You'd be nowhere again In my cold arms Weekend wreckers take the streets With abandon in their eyes But in our bedroom we're bloodshot and beat

It's great to be here in your arms It's great to be here, oooh So glad, so glad, so glad To be back in your arms Thank you, baby, thank you, baby Back where I belong Oh, I went out to do my thing And I was totally rejected I put you down for love unknown