Baby when you got a secret love Every little touch is not enough Every little moment we're apart is pain to me Maybe we can find some hideaway Everybody knows but who can say When do I cry This breakin' heart Just hurts me more When we're apart

I need a little bit more Don't promise me tonight without tomorrow, too You gotta know what it's like Don't say you miss me when you don't call Don't say you love me unless you do I know you been here before I've been waiting, I've been patient But I

Good people know Good people (good people, good good people) Good people They can always spot another one when they're nearby Good people know (good people know) They say you are who you hang with It's no coincidence I wanna hang with you Rise and fall

Say I know a little I know a little I know a little 'bout it I know a little 'bout love Lord I do know a little about it Baby I can guess the rest Well the bigger the city, well the brighter the lights The bigger the dog, well the harder the bite

Now my room has got two windows but the sunshine never comes through, You know it's always dark and dreary since I broke off, baby, with I live on a lonely avenue, My little girl wouldn't say, "I do". Well, I feel so sad and blue and it's all because of

Say yeah (yeah) Clap your hands just a little bit louder Just one more time when I come by Everybody say yeah (yeah) Yeah (yeah) Yeah, yeah, yeah Just a little bit of sou-ou-ou-ou-oul Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I know, that-a, yeah

Yeah yeah yeah Hold the fuck up We gonna take this little intermission to listen To what the fuck I got to say, you know I been doing this shit for years: Holding heat, selling Using, abusing all kinds of drugs; Robbing niggas, running up in niggas'

Whatever you do, just don't believe what they say Know that it's true, I know it's hard What they say Just take a little advice from me 'Cause they don't believe you like I believe in you anyway So whatever you do, whatever you do, babe I believe in you

You're dirty, disgusting But I can't get enough of your loving Boy, I hate you, really hate you My momma said I shouldn't date you You cheatin', you lyin', I know that you're hiding two cellphones But boy, right before I say that it's the end You sweet

This time it's my way, ah, my way This is not a love song This is not a sing along But ladies, are you with me? I know that you're with me Add a little sugar, they say Be a little sweeter, they say Gotta give and take, but I say Be a little proper, they