I found the one (Found the one) I found hay in a stack of needles Four-leaf clover in a mile of weeds (Found the one) understands my downs (Found the one) puts up with my needs Of everybody under the sun If you're gonna gamble May as well be on love

I put that on the bible boy, count your blessings Put that on the bible boy, count your blessings Have you ever seen a MAC-11? New TEC-9 with the extension Mayday, man down, call the reverend Niggas in Missou ain't changed Make ya have to let loose

Cry for absolution Put your hands up and reach for the sky You'll be down on your knees and you'll cry All those things that you desire You will find there in the fire Ever since you were born you've been dying Every day a little more you've been dying

But tonight, call your friends down, We're on our way now, And I feel like shouting, oh, I feel like shouting. Oh, tonight, it don't matter who you're from, Tonight we're 21 under all these lights I put my heart, I put my soul, I put my life in it, We're

Baby's into running around Hanging with the crowd Putting your business in the street talking out loud Saying you bought her this and that And how much you done spent I swear she must believe it's all heaven sent Hey boy you better bring the chick around

You wanted to Why'd you leave the keys upon the table? I, cry, when angels deserve to die In, my, self righteous suicide Grab a brush and put a little (makeup) Grab a brush and put a little Hide the scars to fade away the (shakeup) Hide the scars to fade

I'm 'bout to get up on that ass right now Just love me, love me down, now And you a smoker, I'ma roll up, you blow it down One more, oh, oh, girl you loud This your bed, you lay in it I'ma lick it up, girl gon' play with it Taste so good, I put my face

Oh Lord, oh Lord Oh Lord, oh Lord, do You see us down here? Sometimes I look up to the sky When I die, put my ashes in the trash bag I don't care where they go Don't waste your money on my gravestone I'm more concerned about my soul Everybody's gon' die

We-ell, I can't quit you baby But I got to put you down a little while We-ell you done made me mess up my happy home Made me mistreat my only child Ah, when you hear me moanin' and groanin' Whoa you know it hurts me way down inside Whoa when you hear me

I'm a stick, stick, stick, stick, stick, oh And now I know You didn't expect me to go low Now you know From the top to bottom, now that I got you You didn't expect me to just Turn you 'round, spread it out, and put it down I bet he can't do it like me