I was just coasting till we met You remind me just how good it can get Well I've been on fire, dreaming of you Tell me you don't It feels like you do How does it start? And when does it end? Only been here for a moment, but I know I want you I'm with you

Well, it's nice to meet you, sir I guess I'll go I'd best be on my way out Ignorance is your new best friend Well, you treat me just like another stranger You treat me just like another stranger Don't wanna hear your sad songs I don't wanna feel your

YMCMB, Ross niggas doing it School for the blind, I don't see these niggas doing it I’m doing it and doing it and doing it well Niggas wanna test me boy, who wanna fail? Hit you like a bully bitch, yeah saved by the bell If you scared, go to church I’ll

Feels like my life is ready to blow Me and my love we'll take it slow I hope she knows that I'll love her long I just don't know where the hell I belong She remembers my name How optimism led me astray Two hundred things I took the wrong way But I saw

We'll meet again--don't know where, don't know when But I know we'll meet again some sunny day Keep smiling true just like you always do Till the blue skies make the dark clouds fade away Some sunny day

See when it starts to fall apart Man, it really falls apart Like boots or hearts, oh when they start Forty things we share The fact that we don't care They really fall apart, well fall apart Well I think that there's a problem here Her voice just don't

"Got so much to do. Huh, honey?" "Yes, definitely. I'm just..." "Well, look, again, if you need mom to come out there for a week..." "I don't think that needing, like, mothering." "No, no, not mothering. Organizing. Or doing, doing tasks." "Yes, right."

You with your switchblade posse I'll get my guns from the south We'll take to the yard like a cock fight For kicks, who's struttin' now? Huff men don't take no nonsense He's here to rectify He's got his black belt buckle And the red mans fire in his eyes

Alimony, alimony, alimony is killing me Please, have mercy, judge your honor Alimony is killing me Look at this one, look at that one Tell me do they look like me All my friends said, don't you worry Said they'll testify for me Well, I wonder which of my

Anyway they don't know you like I do They'll never know you You worry bout the wrong things, the wrong things Baby don't worry about it All of the time Lady we'll go out to the floor You worry bout the wrong thing, the wrong thing Why are you so paranoid