We all live in a yellow submarine Yellow submarine, yellow submarine In our yellow submarine In the town where I was born Lived a man who sailed to sea And he told us of his life In the land of submarines So we sailed up to the sun Till we found a sea of

And I'm a man of my word, that I got nothing at all So tell me now does it hurt, or is it too late? I'm a man of my law, I gotta keep my weight up But who will lean if I fall? But never mind, I'm fly, you know She the type to seek love and make it

Young man, I'm counting on you And whoa, young man, I'm counting on you Boy, you hear me calling your name The bridge is your time Your engine rolls hot If the bridges fall down, don't lose your head of steam You are now the man Sitting on the top of the

I'm leaving Los Feliz Day after tomorrow I'm over the scenesters I'm on the guest list down at Paul's Baby Grand That hipster doorman he don't know who I am But my studied aloofness is proof I belong so I pass Some girls are pieced like Krylon bombs on

Mother Superior jump the gun I need a fix 'cause I'm going down She's not a girl who misses much Do do do do do do, oh yeah She's well acquainted with the touch of the velvet hand like a lizard on a window pane. The man in the crowd with the

I feel like, the world mine Just bow down, the world mine I'ma let you live, the world mine This world mine Yeah I like that, boi Nigga fuck your time niggga I waited my whole life to be the man of the hour

She doesn't know she's got it And that's what's a gettin' to me She doesn't know how bad I want it On Friday night when I see her out Even in a crowd she's hard to miss There ain't a man breathing air Who wouldn't stop and stare And the best part is..

I see a lot of man let their jealousy creep in Watch who you eat with, the girls that you sleep with Watch who you talk with, walk with, speak with The first to the motives, and last to the meetings Huh, all I know is how to work bruv Start off as a

When all your loves have ended When all your friends have flown Who'll be around to want you When all your loves have gone Only a fool would do it After the way you've done But how many fools would have you I know one This fool keeps wonderin' why

"Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side" (Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side) Ladies and gentlemen, fresh! T.I.P., hey! I know a lot of y'all niggas out there, man who ain't up on this down south shit