She's callin' my name Is that riding down the road, her shotgun with me Those come-to-bed eyes when she's had too many That way she don't have to say a thing That wink when her dress starts falling The way she's gotten my heart wrapped up all in one look

No more same old someone else Back to the one you used to love like crazy Maybe you'll save me from myself I'm gonna run straight back to us, baby When the sun comes around again You won't be waking up in a stranger's bed I don't say what I mean I don't

Well, well, well So I can die easy The devil's gonna make up my dying bed When it comes to bury me Put a fifth of rum in my hand Might as well come and take my soul 'Cause I can't take it to the promised land Meet me, brother, meet me For I have so much

That was on your place in bed I've got a mind to give up living And go shopping instead That's when I decided that I'd be better off dead Pick me up a tombstone And be pronounced dead Well, I read your letter this morning Oh, when I read your letter this

All the pretty little ponies When you wake You shall have Don't you cry Go to sleep my little baby In your bed Baby's riding off to dreamland

And it makes me so angry I can feel your body When I'm lying in bed There's too much confusion Going around through my head To know that the flame still burns Why can't I get over? When will I ever learn?

She wears a frown and dressing gown When she lays down And she lays down on her bedroom floor The chemicals that make her laugh Don't seem to be working anymore She tries her best, but it hurts her chest And even though her sun is gone She lights like a

Pray to my God we don't go to the feds We don't go to the feds I pray all that money don't go to my head Don't go to my head I pray on my Glock when I'm goin' to bed When I'm goin' to bed Now pray for the suckas that wanted me dead 'Cause all of 'em

I'm so paranoid, I'ma sleep when I'm dead Price on my head, got a price on my head (price on my head) Night when I rest, with a knife by my bed (knife by my bed) I'm so paranoid, I'ma sleep when I'm dead (when I'm dead) Yeah, I pull up to my town with a

Smoking hella weed, I'm on that alcohol And shawty lick me clean the way she suck me off I keep two hoes in my bed, I got 'em turning out You cop it live, boy I got it all on film Swang, when I swang, when I swang to the left Pop-pop my trunk No you