But baby don't cry 'Cause I really always knew that my little crime Would be cold that's why I got a heater for your thighs And I know, I know it's not your time But bye, bye And a word to the wise when the fire dies You think it's over but it's just

Blame it on the bag You can blame it on the bag If you wonderin’ why I changed up Tell ‘em the money is why I changed up I’m gettin' high smokin’ with angels You know I can hate that’s what a lame does Bring it back stackin’ this money But I still can’t

Maybe we'll fly the night away (I just wanna love you baby) Ain't nobody love you like I love you You're a good girl and that's what makes me trust ya (hey!) Late at night I talk to you If you smile then that should set the tone And if you let go the

Love for sale Love, love, love for sale Appetizing young love for sale Love that's fresh and still unspoiled Love that's only slightly soiled Who will buy? Come on now Who would like to sample my supply? Who's prepared to pay the price? For a trip to

Actin' up, she be actin' up I be actin' up, actin' up We be actin' us, they be actin' us Cause we actin' up, that's enough Ass is up, I be smackin' up We be smacked enough off that Jack and her They be actin' us, they be actin' us What's the use in

Calm down, sweetheart Blue Boy, worried 'bout the world's eyes Worried, every time the sun shines Worried about his Blue Boy, older than the world knows Honey, that's the way that life goes

None of y'all niggas can see me Runnin' 'round with the paper bag Goin' crazy spendin' all this cash A nigga don't need a seatbelt Catch a body in broad day I got the key to the city I got a hoe that's saddity Talk to that bitch in Swahili Tattoo my name

And we've waited through the suffering and pain And bitches ride the dick like the A-train That's why I flip, keep a burner to my hip Take a hooker to the crib, you know she got to strip Stay dip, take out of state trips Don't drink a lot of Hennessy, I

Homeless child What is left For the homeless child Nowhere here To call my home No one near To call my own All that's left Is for me to roam

You should know I'll be there for you The world's not perfect, but it's not that bad If we got each other, and that's all we have When the world's not perfect When the world's not kind If we have each other then we'll both be fine I will be your mother,