Comfortable here I feel comfortable here Yo, I'm comfortable doing work in the studio I'm comfortable giving fans an unruly show Even if I gotta take a voyage like Coolio To rocket I'm with it but outside that shit is bootyhole No interviews with Tech

Will we remember different summers Heads is easy Tails is harder to plan We're like a melody with no words Until we figure it out La, la, la, la, la, la I know it's simple yeah, but it's worked right up 'til now It's up to now

Scratching at the surface now And I'm trying hard to work it out And so much has gone misunderstood And this mystery only leads to doubt And I didn't understand When you reached down to take my hand And if you have something to say You better say it now

Sha la la la la Sha la la la la la la Driving in to Darlington County Driving out of Darlington County Me and Wayne on the Fourth of July Looking for some work on the county line We drove down from New York City Where the girls are pretty but they just

Like a vision standin' there, Lips poutin', a come-on stare, Come on, I thought I had your number, Workin' up an appetite for love, Don't let me die of hunger, Ain't ya got no heart, No compassion for your lover, When I get you on the floor, I find it's

Come a little closer baby So come a little closer baby I feel like layin' you down I feel like lettin' go I feel like strippin' it down I feel like layi'n you down On a bed of sweet surrender Where we can work it all out There ain't nothin' that love

Your my funny Valentine, sweet comic Valentine, You make me smile with my heart, Your looks are laughable, un-photographical, Yet you´re my favorite work of art Is your figure less than Greek? Is your mouth a little weak? When you open it to speak, are

Take your time on me (on me, me, me) Take your time on me (time) Take your time on me (ooh) Don't you worry 'bout no bitches, I'ma curve 'em (curve) Thought I'd drop you off a bag 'cause you been workin' (you've been workin') Don't you stitch yourself a

Everything works out in the end They told me (They told me) Everything works out in the end I never seen it coming I couldn't read the signs Now I know that it means nothing But you are always on my mind I got tricked into believing You were the only one

Got ya bitch tip-toein' on my marble floors Red bottoms only for the centerfolds Big bodies I got 10 of those Whippin' work it smelling like they dinner rolls So I let the bitch hang out with me right You know word got around I was fucking this nigga