Get on top of that thang girl This ain't nothing to relate to You tried, you tried And you tried Go 'head girl, strip it down, close your mouth Get on top of my thang girl Don't hold back When I got on stage, she swore I was six feet tall

I loved you dangerously Didn't care if the explosion ruined me You've awoken me, but you're choking me I was so obsessed Gave you all of me, and now honestly, I got nothing left More than the air that I breathe Knew we would crash at the speed that we

I don't know what came over me I'm too dumb for words Here we are, now where are we? It's like nothing I've ever seen we got hoarse-throated huckster's whispered gimmicks Rubbernecking the curious cynics and headlong-walkers, One born every minute do I

Out of this goodbye town Nothing but a goodbye town Gotta find a way to finally get out This ain't nothing These streets are only bringing me down You're gonna think of me Right there's the high school where we met We'd sneak out back for a couple kisses

I'm all the way up Nothing can stop me, I'm all the way up All the way up Shorty what you want? I got what you need Shorty what you want? Shorty what you need? My niggas run the game, we ain't ever leavin' Countin' up this money, we ain't never sleepin'

Out of this goodbye town Nothing but a goodbye town Gotta find a way to finally get out This ain't nothing These streets are only bringing me down You're gonna think of me Right there's the high school where we met We'd sneak out back for a couple kisses

You got to have a little want to A little nothing I can't do No matter what folks say Is have a little want to Inside of you That goes a long, long way Well big dreams do come true All you gotta go

For all this misery Well I ain't got nothing Sure can tell you I'm gonna throw it down and go Staying out here That's the last thing on my mind I need shackles on my feet I need someone to save my soul's defeat I ain't got nothing

I don't need a rich boy I don't want your money No, you don't gotta spend nothing on me All I want is sweet sweet love, sweet sweet love I don't want dollars No, you don't gotta be a high roller Hey! I don't need a rich boy All I want, sweet sweet love,

I guess it's all alright I got nothing left inside of my chest, But it's all alright Yeah, it's all alright A good reason to go And I know, oh no, Yeah it's all alright Well I got the call soon as the day hit night As soon as the headlights lit up the