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

I've been poppin' since my demos, bitch, yeah Bust the bales down in the kitchen, bitch, yeah Cookin' coke up, water whip that shit, yeah Pull the boat up, we want all the bricks, yeah Call your hoe up, she take all the dick, yeah I took four, I feel

If you really need me, just reach out and touch me If you want my body and you think I'm sexy Come on, sugar, let me know Come on, sugar let me know She She sits alone, waiting for suggestions He's so nervous, avoiding all the questions His lips are dry, her

And all these bad bitches, man, they want the They want the, they want the Ain't nobody fresher than my mothafuckin' clique, clique, clique, clique, clique As I look around, they don't do it like my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique (Ain't nobody

We were living it up, up, up in that American love Two young hearts, one cool car And all we wanted to do was park, kiss, smoke, drink I love this song, baby, what do you think? She turned it up windows fogging up I pick her up about seven for the

Tie her to the bed and let a minute get ahead So I can get a better look and let her settle in the thought of it- And of course she she really wants it I can see her dripping wet and Who the fuck are you? Who the fuck do you think you are?! You betrayed me

Doo-doo-doo we're on to you Underneath the shaker knit he's a brick wall Tearing her down, talking her down under your breath Making a mess, see she she is happy you want to break it You the number one wet blanket Falling for the creep the body leech here he

Vanishes in thin air The vanity of slaves Who wants to be there? To sweep the debris To harness dead horses To ride in the sun A life of confessions Written in the dust Lazy flies all hovering above The magistrate he puts on his gloves

I want a little girl I want a little girl, call my own. She must be someone who's all alone now. Say, I want a little girl To fall in love with me, oh yeah. I want a little girl, but she she may not look Just like a picture in a story book. If she she can cook

All I wanted was a car But all I wanted was a car My buddy Blake was all-state with dreams of the NFL Jenny McClain had big brains She She got a scholarship to Yale And there was Hershel who did two commercials And he was going to be a movie star Part time